She knew she was supposed to respond...but instead she felt her eyes closing of their own accord as she tilted her face up towards his once more and p...rted her lips.This time the kiss really did go on for a long, long time. He held her tightly against him as their tongues did their slow, sensual dance together. His hands massaged her shoulders and then gradually drifted downward, his fingertips tracing her spine to its very base and then...ohhh, spreading out to capture her behind, cupping. The engine note wound down to its more usual purr as Candy slowed the ship down."I can't see it," I observed looking out the side window of the cockpit."It's just out there," she pointed, "about 20 klicks off our port quarter. Ok, so what now?" Now, we give her a little nudge," I said. "Fire up the plasma cannon." But, Captain," she started to object."I'm not going to hit the fucking thing," I said with a laugh, "but if we aim right where she'll run right into the explosion."He was the biggest. "All right you two, time to take a bath..." Marque headed over to thebathroom, gently teasing and prodding at her chest and pelvis, whom inreturn were responding with all sorts of signals and movements tostimulate their new owner. She stepped into the big jacuzzi on one end,feeling the warmth roll over her body as she leaned back and breahedout heavily, both breasts visible above the waterline"Oh yeah...." Marque breathed out deeply, relaxing. "Well Andrea..."Marque cupped her breasts,. I don’t think it will ever happen again.”“Good!”I detected more than a hint of spite in that comment but let it drop.“I did go out with her pretty much every day during Spring Break. But other than a hug and kiss when I picked her up and dropped her off, there was nothing physical. I think she needs a boyfriend, and that’s not me. But she wanted one more time with me. But what really bothers me was that Melanie won’t speak to me. She wanted something I couldn’t give her, something I wouldn’t.