I looked around, and remembered I was in their bed. Looking down, my legs were nearly to my chest, Tim's hands holding them up and spread wide. He was...switching between sucking my dick and licking my butt hole. Rebecca was no where in sight. Tim's mouth felt good, and his tounge snaked around my dick tickling the head and piss slit. He raised his head, smiled and asked have a good night. Yes I told him, and asked where's Rebecca. He said she's in the bath and will be a while. He went back to. Not until you have checked yourself. With one hand you hold my wrists together and push me back on to the desk. The executive skirt does not really allow for much movement... but you manage to push it up enough to spread my legs a bit. You have your knee in between so I won't close my legs. Still holding my wrists captive, you work your other hand up my skirt... searching for the non-existent panties. You get your confirmation but your hand lingers... fingers exploring my cunt. I am trying not. The bruises on her neck gave her story credibility.Ulani, Doc Von and the Captain agreed with Sean when he said they were all better off without Syd anyway. It wasn’t as if the ship was suitable for keeping a prisoner on. He doubted that the other women and many of the men would have been happy with him being on the ship once they had learnt of his treatment of Tahoora.Sean said if Lee hadn’t dealt with him, someone would have ended up pushing him out of an airlock or locking him in a hold to. Maggie walked in the room and surprised him. She was standing there in her pajamas, looking like a cat that was just about to pounce on a defenseless mouse.“Maggie what are you doing in here? I am trying to change.”“Yes, I want you to change. Change your feelings towards me.”“Maggie, I told you we can’t have the relationship you want. It is just too weird for me.”She silently walked over to him where he was standing in front of the foot of the bed and gave him a gentle push. He stumbled.