Benni fell into the chair, exhausted.Three hours later Qi's comp twittered with an incoming message. Would he bring Benni to the bridge? Qi acknowledg...d and roused the napping patriarch. Benni adjusted his blouse and led the small entourage out of med bay and towards the bridge as if his full health had been restored.Once on the bridge, Qi saw that they were only minutes away from entering into normal space. The battle boards were fully staffed and both Chemung and Kay had their comps fully. I was horny, hard, and had to go back to work. What a day this was turning out to be. ‘Lunch was lovely, ladies. Or is that, lunch was wonderful my lovely ladies?’ I said as I packed up the last of our things. ‘Do you want me to take this?’ ‘Yes please,’ Jean said, as I helped her and then Katherine to their feet. ‘We are meeting at the Chop House at six for dinner, so do try to be on time. We will be in the bar, unless you hear differently,’ Jean said, as she took Katherine’s hand in hers.. We both sat and watched.The winter mountain scene was opened up with a snow covered slope in the middle of the picture. Jack had one of the standing construction lamps on the floor, pointing diagonally across the mural, about a foot past the end of it. The other was lying on the storage platform, aimed above the mural. It either had a burned out bulb or Jack hard turned off one of the lamps.Gina was wearing a skin tight ski outfit. Tight white stretch pants, tight white sweater, a white. “That was pretty hot this afternoon,” she murmured.“Yeah, it was!”Closer still she came. “I have an idea,” she whispered. “Skip the ice cream. Go home instead and I’ll give you some dessert.”I gawked at her, my libido stirring easily despite the triple score a few hours earlier. “Really?”She gave me a quick but fierce kiss, not wasting a moment to push her tongue into my mouth.“Can you get out of the ice cream?” she breathed.“Probably, but not everyone might go.”“Well, we can always go.