For me.”“Ohh ... OK, well ... go on then.”“I know it’s the kind of thing I would normally find ... exciting. And that I’d tell you about b...cause you’d get a thrill from it too. But for some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about what the psychologist said, about sexual interest in the mom not being the kid’s reason for taking her underwear.”“I’m not sure I follow, Sam.”“I mean, I just kept wondering if that was true. I don’t think I had ever masturbated with any girl’s panties. Certainly not my. "Chad." He pointed at himself and spoke his name in soft tones, then pointed at her, waiting for her response. "My name is Chad." Ahlenya," she whispered, slumping in her chair, her head hanging as her tight muscles relaxed. "Sen desnilte Ahlenya." Tears started to roll down her cheeks, and she broke into stifled sobs. Chad sat with a baffled look on his face for a moment, then reached out and gently took hold of her hand.She looked up at him forlornly. Before he realized what she was doing,. Redirecting my attentions, I concentrated on my clit, rubbing furiously until I felt my body tense in the familiar pause that preceded a shuddering orgasm.Panting, I gripped my hand between my thighs, pressing tightly against my spasming pussy. The warm glow of release was seeping down my limbs and I relaxed into the vanity, still standing, still regarding the view in the glass ahead of me. My breathing was returning to normal my brain moved back from animal instinct to reason. I shook my head. Mark had never actually seen the inside of the shuttle. It had about 7’ of head clearance, so Mark didn’t have to duck or slouch and there were 5 seats with 3-point harnesses on each side of the shuttle, facing inward, and there was an opening to the front area where there was two seats for people to pilot the shuttle.Maren did her quick pre-flight checks and lifted into the air. Once hovering, she flipped one switch to raise the landing gear and another switch to lower the wings, then pushed.