Respectful. This girl didn't deserve to have her panties ripped in half. She needed a man to respect her. I licked my lips. I could be respectful. Oh,...yes, I could treat this girl right. My dick twitched and throbbed, aching to just slam into her cunt. I would fuck her so hard, but first...I would eat her out.I slid the panties off her hips with care. She squirmed there, her eyes so bright. She kneaded her little titties through her crop top. She wasn't wearing a bra, was she? Oh, no, not for. "Myra looked bothered, but Vera said, "I can try." What's wrong, Myra?" I asked."I didn't know I might be dumping someone out..." I picked up these two from the Civil Service just before we left for Earth," I told her. "Frankly, they mean nothing to me -- and after having met you, it's clear they never would. I need what you bring to the table -- but if I can rescue a couple more women of your quality..."Myra smiled. "That's sweet, Honey!" She turned to Vera, "Can I help? I know a couple of. Caught in a wave of thoughts, I rested my head against the door window and imagined what my wife was up to. I didn’t trust Monica. She was way too forward and confident. Francis nudged me. “Not like you to sleep on the job, boss.”“I’m not. Just thinking.”“Come to think of it. It’s not like you think all that much, either.”I chuckled. “Fuck you.”“What’s your wife doing tonight?”“She’s working.” This was the automatic response. She was always working. “Well she was. But now she’s out with her. And there is one more thing. You must not say a word once we have left this room, unless I say you can.”I nodded.“Remember what I said? Don’t speak, just do what I tell you. If you do, I think you will enjoy this.”Before we left, she picked up the room phone, dialled a number, let it ring three times, then put it down. I looked puzzled, and she raised a finger as if to warn me not to ask any questions.To be honest, I was a little nervous. Claire was so much more adventurous in her exhibitionism.