It was Chief Petty Officer Singh who was left in nominal charge of the Intrepid while Captain Kerensky made the expedition with two Scientific Officer... and Second Officer Nkomo: a truly gorgeous woman who Nadezhda had always lusted after. Captain Kerensky's presence was far from essential for this investigation. In fact, a captain's presence wasn't needed at all. But it was the only means she had to escape her effective imprisonment by a lover whose affections she would happily exchange for. ‘Wow,’ he said, slowly, ‘I could see that being the base for some dance-y techno.’ She smiled, and began showing off more of her recent work. Kyrie Etherial, a trance mix of Faure’s Requiem caught his attention, and she changed the music to early Gary Numan, as the conversation drifted toward the use of synthesizers in classical music. She held his hand while she compiled a playlist of music he hadn’t heard in years. While his eyes were on the screen, examining her music collection, her eyes. ‘Zoe, were you teasing, or do you want this? Are you safe?’ She didn’t say anything, but was bouncing herself on me in seconds. ‘Oh shit, I’m never going to forget this. Fucking the smartest kid in school through his graduation exam!’ ‘Zoe, if I did well, its all your fault.’ She was tight and wanted more. I decided the wall was where we belonged and gave it to her hard. She screamed loud enough to be heard in the hall and collapsed in my arms. ‘OMG, OMG. Oh. My. Fucking. God.’ I got some. She ran in a sports bra top and the modest mounds it contained felt soft and very squishy. She shifted a little and my cock rubbed against her crotch. Finally, she pushed away with her hands and just before I lost contact, I gave her boobs a little squeeze.Hell. I’m fifteen and I have a tit in each hand. What else am I going to do?“Well, that was ... interesting,” she said as she regained her balance and gave my leg a little pat. She stood and offered me her hand so I could pull myself up. Not.