" Phil leaned back in his chair and pressed a button to save what he'd been working on. "A cup of coffee would go good right now, with maybe even a do...ghnut or two to go along with it." Tell you what, this place has a pretty good cafeteria, so why don't we make it lunch, instead?" That sounds even better," Phil agreed, glancing at his wristwatch. "It's three in the afternoon here, and I had a pretty light breakfast this morning."In the cafeteria, Phil looked up from the remains of his. Despite all the things I know about you and what you have achieved, you are still just a Midshipman. Yet you have performed and served like a real Officer and there was nothing you could have done to prevent this. Don’t count the dead Eric; count the living that you saved with your actions. Without you, no one would have made it.”He actually padded my shoulder. “If it means anything to you, Midshipman Olafson, you earned my respect.”The numb feeling I had since I had held the dead Holdian. “So we packed up and decided to spend a couple of days running around with you guys. Want a ride for half a block?” she grinned.“Sure,” Steve said. He was acutely aware of the fact that his cock hadn’t quite recovered from all of the earlier excitement and tried to slide into the car while minimizing the effect his semi hard shaft was having on the front of his sweat pants.“Dad, this is Gia,” Anne said, indicating the driver of the car.“Hi!” Gia squeaked. The petite brunette half turned to wave. “So…”, she started, “what about fantasies, what‘s yours?”, she asked.I was a little taken aback by this, a little unprepared for her directness perhaps, but I admired it nonetheless. It would certainly not have presumed to approach that subject, after all, who knows where that could lead.“Ummm…”, I started, “to be honest, I‘ve probably done most of them, there‘s a few left but they seem almost normal”, I replied. It was my best attempt to get out of an awkward question. “What about you?”, I.