" A claxon began sounding, "RED ALERT... RED ALERT... CREW INCAPACITATED. ALL AVAILABLE CREW TO SUPPORT POSITIONS! ALL AVAILABLE CREW TO SUPPORT POSIT...ONS!" She announced to the ship."Milly? What's wrong?" Molly asked.Milly didn't waste time but sent a stream of machine code to Molly who got off the captain and began running to the bridge.She was met there by Scott who didn't comment on her dress, "Milly updated you?" She asked.Molly nodded; she entered the bridge and checked the course was. "Their names were Allison and Andrea Demmit," Uncle Rick volunteeredbefore Emily said one word. "I only met them twice- once at my cousin,Anna's wedding before I shipped out from Boston in April of '17. Beforethat, they visited with us for several weeks when we were children- Iwas about six or seven years old, I believe. I'm not sure Ruthie wouldremember them though. Then something happened. Dad never talked aboutit or kept in touch with Uncle Alistair after that- I don't think theysaw. I didn't reply, just went upstairs, showered and got into bed, lying there in the dark idly fondling my cock and balls, willing Mel to get home soon.Shortly after, I heard the front door open and close and footsteps on the stairs. The bedroom door opened and Mel came in, switching on the light. I went to get up but she told me to stay where I was, lying on the bed, looking up at her and noticing her flushed appearance."Well babe, hope you meant what you said the other day because I just had the. ” Her fingers are moving in time with her voice; fluttering up and down my stomach, ten slender digits drifting languidly across my trembling skin.“And he has these gorgeous soft, squidgy balls that I know you are going to absolutely adore. He’ll want you to nuzzle into them with your nose and rub your cheek against them as you slide your tongue across his perineum …” I am lust. My mouth unshutable, my stomach quivering uncontrollably beneath the magical touch of her fingers, my raggedy.