My hands clenched as he exposed more and more of the lacy petticoats beneath.“Let me help, Master,” Greta said. She moved up before me, her own sk...rts swishing, and clutched at the layers of petticoats, lifting them. “She’s going to glow.”“You are such a wicked husband, Sven,” I groaned as they exposed my legs. Then my rump. I found myself bending over anyways, that heat burning in my pussy. My face pressed into Greta’s cleavage. I rubbed my face into her soft breasts as my naked ass pressed. "Hey, uh, missed you in class." Yeah, didn't feel like going anymore. I think I'm going to drop that class." She came out and sat on the bed casually.I paused for just a moment, looking at her intently. No amount of makeup could cover the redness in her eyes. "You okay?" Yeah," she let out a nervous laugh. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just been a crazy weekend, that's all."My mind immediately went over the party and my meeting of Maria. "Yeah, it was. But we were talking about that party. You wanted to. " Oh, I know. I'm sorry, I just wanted to see if — oh, never mind, it's silly." She blushed like a schoolgirl and turned to leave."You wanted to see if what?" the security guard asked.Suzanne turned and smiled at the man again. "I wanted to see if Steve Strathmore was still here."The security guard cocked a brow at her. "Is he expecting you?" Well, no. Uh, we went to high school together and I'd just like to say hi." She paused and blushed again. "He probably won't even remember me." Suzanne. “Keep the chit chat for off hours and stay focused.”“Aye, Sir.”The captain added.“Yes I am a big tough looking Vvolti and Admiral Lurym is a Thauran, but trust me when the commandant of SPIWACOM wants answers, no matter how tough your neck maybe it can get quite hot.”The science officer, another Colorful said.“Captain, Sir. Whatever engine trails there were have certainly dissipated by now.”“And you telling me this why?”“Because there is an alternative possibility, the aggressor did not leave.