The smaller of the two, nudged his mate in the ribs and said something to his mate, he turned to look at me, gave me a smile and walked towards me. ...Hi, I'm Tom, can I get you a drink?" "Cheryl. A large dry white wine please." I don't know what I was doing, I don't normally respond to this sort of approach, I think it must have been the shirt Tom was wearing, it was stretched tightly across his chest and arms. He'd obviously spent a lot of hours pumping iron in the gym. "There you go.. Eat up it will make you feel better" Bridget assures"Okay cheers, actually makes a change to have someone cook for me" It's been on my mind all morning," Bridget says with a mouthful of food"What has?" The reason you became my angel and got me out of that stinking hell hole."Bern knew that the question would inevitably come and dreaded this moment. She suddenly felt quite sober. As her pulse quickened, and her heart sent oxygenated blood around her body faster, her mind became clearer."I'm no. As each crewmember’s dream vividly coalesced and came into focus through the psy-wave attenuators patched into their visual cortices, raw, erotic images filled her scanning channels as SAL devoted more and more computing-capacity to monitoring and recording each lurid fantasy. Ensign Flaak, the ship’s young botanist dreamed Bethany was kissing and licking her way up her inner thighs while SAL watched in breathless fascination. Yeoman Bradt shivered in ecstasy as she dreamed her bare derriere. . Just like I'm about to do to you, princess." He slid his trench coat off, but kept on his gloves and mask. His body was a little chubby with hair on his chest and belly. He had a tattoo on his upper left arm and another over his heart. His monster dick was still hard and standing straight out. "How old are you?" I asked. "Old enough to be your dad, but young enough to rock your world. Now shut up, princess. The only sounds I want to hear you make are the sounds of you enjoying a monster.