It reminded her of the family home, and the living room she had spent so much time in. Floating through an archway, she showed them the kitchen. Or, w...s it galley? Tammy, looking around, muttered something in their incomprehensible language."Daium," Nona asked, drifting closer to her, "I assume all this stuff is for cooking in zero gravity? Do you know how to use it?"Her first instinct was to say, yes, of course! It was her ship! But, looking at it again..."Um, maybe. I can probably figure it. The tug boat, standing in the outfall channel, with chains hooked to the steel ships docking bitts, began backing and filling. Tug ... tug ... tug on and on and on. The action of the back and forth motion broke the suction of the mud. The mud mixed with the incoming tide.The boat began to rock side to side ... the tips of the masts were increasing in their arc side to side. When the very last of the spring tide was in the arc exceeded 22 degrees from vertical side to side.The small ships. A shadow had fallen across her, causing her to look up. Stacey found herself looking up at two geeky-looking middle aged men who very politely asked if they might take her picture with the backdrop of flowers. She was flattered by their request and could see no harm in meeting their request, so she agreed.Later, while they talked to her, praising her on how photogenic she was, she learned of their club. Trying not to blush at their lavish praise, she allowed them to talk her into attending. I turned my finger and pushed as much as I can to find her g-spot. She bumped her hips in new excitement saying “Wooooo Oh god, that was a new feeling”. She had not been really loved before but just used for sex. I moved my middle finger tip lightly over the hard rough button of her joy. She trembled and shivered. I slightly increase the pressure on her love button and rubbed it hard. She yelled “Aaahhhhaaaa”, her hands grippe my head and pressed them hard to her breast. Her hips lifted.