Before long, they faded into the darkness and Casandra was alone with her thoughts once again. She opened her eyes and reached over to the waiting med...kit. She licked her bleeding palm before wrapping it with gauze, a measure that would only be needed for thirty minutes. After that, there would be no wound.Cassie returned her gaze to the altar. She watched as candlelight flickered across the bowl. Aside from a few dried up splatter marks, the vessel was empty.* * * * *“Easy boys! No need to get. .. a thinking computer in a mood, just like Ship. In a way I was glad Ship didn't know my real name. In the mood he was in, to have him answer "Yes, Dave?" would scare me half to death."Tell me about yourself." What do you mean, Mr Kirby?" You say you're the Ship..." Ah, I am sorry. Please excuse me. I said I was (there's that totally unpronounceable name) but you could call me Ship. Remember, I had to discover what and who you are so I first spoke in the language of the people who lived near. "Just a Joss stick I picked up," I said truthfully."Mmm, it smells nice," she said settling down with her head on my shoulder.I put my arm around her and kissed her temple."Mmm, that's nice," she murmured.The strange sickly sweet smell of the joss stick got stronger, although not unpleasant, it didn't do anything for me."I feel a little sleepy, all cosy and warm," she said snuggling up to me.With my free hand I gently fondled her exposed thigh. I knew under her dressing gown she would be naked. Her body trembled, but she remained focused on getting me to my happy place. It was pretty neat how I could see her unencumbered breasts, under her extra large long sleeve T-shirt moving the material in a delightful, jiggling fashion. I could even see her erect nipples occasionally poking at the thin cotton. That contributed to my orgasm and seemed to make it last longer too. Eventually, we both came down from the plateau in the stratosphere and I rested one hand on the back of her chair..