Saylor, he was agood looking for a mature twentieth century man and had some militarytraining."I asked, "What is the status of my remaining crew membe...s? I was able toplace three of them in the Statis tubes."Mr Worf said, "The Klingon known as Chmung died after his tube's powerfailed. Your former Engineer is also dead. His tube was corrupted. We haveplaced the tubes in our torpedo launchers. We await your order forlaunch."Dr. Crusher said with great tenderness " Your pilot is alive but she. I had enjoyed those encounters between my mistress and her lovers,glorying in the sheer lust that crackled the air around us with static,and the mixed scents of fine perfume and sheer sex, mingling excitedlytogether, along with the scintillating sounds of rustling fabrics,panting moans and groans and the softly uttered screams of ecstasy.Occasionally we were taken out by a different pair of hands, thesebelonging to the male child of my mistress. He was an ethereal being andthough male, he had. "Did somebody do something like this to you? Isthat it?" "No. Never," AKA said. It was true. "I just don't understand. I just don't understand." They proceeded through the dining room and intothe kitchen. Donovan's bare feet squeaked on the recently waxedfloor. "Did guys tease you? You know, call you names?Stuff like that? When you were my age? Is that why you hate me? Us?" "That's probably part of it too," AKA admitted,once again impressed by Donovan's insightfulness. "I was teased. I did. My finger pistons in and out of your asshole. Your body presses back against my finger, wanting more of that full feeling. I wiggle another dry finger into you, stretching you open and adding to the painful bliss. Just as my second finger sinks into you, your cum begins flowing over my tongue as your body trembles and spasms. Pushing on your ass, my fingers still buried deep, I push you onto all fours and slide from beneath you. Positioned behind you, I replace my tongue with two fingers inside.