“But why do you need ‘ME’?” I asked.“To help us move the thrusters.”“But they are weightless,” I protested.“Weightless, yes, but the... still have mass and inertia. It requires energy to start them moving and more energy to stop them once they are moving. Since we don’t have the equipment that they do at repair facilities, we will need to do everything using our muscles, and you have the strongest muscles of anyone on the ship,” he finished.“Oh! I hadn’t considered that,” I said in embarrassment. I lay on the bed next to Dee.Her face was giving me an "I can't believe this is happening" look. Frank lifted her right leg while keeping his cock planted in her ass. I slid in and under her. Frank spread Dee's cunt lips for me, his fingers touching my shaft as I slid into her. Once I was fully in Frank let's Dee's leg go. She was on her elbows now staring down at me in a haze. I held her hips, my hands right next to Frank's hands where they also held her hips. We thrust into her in. "It's true. Her name's Deborah and I talked to her."James's face lit up. "Wonderful!" he cried picking her up and whirling her round. "The old devil! Never a hint! I must ring him." Too late. They've gone to dinner at the pub." Then so are we. Do you reckon you can get away."Jenny nodded excitedly. "Let me just go and tell Gavin and Jilly. We must be back by closing time though." Yes, darling. Of course."He explained what had happened to Jean. She looked slightly wistful and James's heart went. .. whenever]These are the tales of the Starship Futchia and her crew. They have been together on more unfortunate adventures than most in the star sector. They have traveled across more space than many meteors and they have fucked/been fucked by more aliens races than many can count. They are simultaneously the best and worst the Milkyway has to offer the universe. They are the S.S Futchia.These stories start when our young, plucky and vivacious Starship Captain Tirex stole a light purple party.