“Danielle. I want to ask you something.” “You can ask me anything Gemma. What’s up?” “Can we meet up somewhere?” “Yeah sure.” “I m...an somewhere quiet, on Saturday.” I looked at her face. I sensed the innocence in her. It reflected my own and I knew what she was feeling. More than ever before, I was aware of my sexuality. It wasn’t that I was straight or bi or whatever. It was more fundamental than that. For the first time Gemma had made me aware of what it felt, to be properly aroused. My. And that is true. At least the part about having a clue about how to get back to Confederacy space.In my last letter, I believe that I mentioned that we were pursuing an anomalous signal that seemed to be coming from the equivalent of a spaceship's black box? I'm sure I did. I think I mentioned that we had to have the replicator build tens of thousands (if not millions) of tiny drones that could then be configured in such a manner that they formed a steerable space-borne radio telescope in. "In a few seconds, lady," he assured her, "You won't have a thought for how tight that is!" Then he put his arms around her and scooped her up.He grinned at the feel of his armful of lovely, naked woman, her body still warm and moist with the delightful exertion of making love, her pussy still redolent of the heady juices of her lust. He set her on her feet beside the cycle, wrapped his arms around her from behind, and raised her up.Belatedly, Jacqui realized what was in store for her. She. Colin could see that Sara had a really hairy pussy, but around her slit, it was neatly shaved.She then picked up the dildo, and began to rub the end around her mound, and sliding it right over her slit.Colin was so surprised at what he was watching, but couldn’t take his eyes off her. He instinctively, reached down and felt his rapidly hardening cock, and started massaging it over his trousers.Sara now had the dildo in one hand massaging her pussy, whilst the other was undoing her blouse..