In addition to a hole in his shirt, it was ripped from when Samantha had checked him for injuries. Outside of a slug still lodged in the vest, his pro...ective vest was still functional."I hate ruining new clothes," Carl said in disgust. "It's wasteful."Hammond laughed. "I'll tell the bad guys not to try anything unless you're wearing old clothes." I'd appreciate it," Carl said wryly.Samantha said, "He's feeling better."Carl said, "I still don't see why this is happening. I mean, all of this over. I don't like navigatin' but I can."The porter gives Beth an appraising glance. I think he expected her to say galley or something similar."Any way," I go on. I think I'm rambling but I'm afraid that if I stop talking I'm gonna pass out where I stand, "you'd think one uh us coudda told bow from stern." Tol' ya we's on'a port side." Alex muttered. "Master my fuckin' ass."I grab him and shove him hard against the wall. Now I know I'm drunk but I don't care. "Say 'gain, boy?" Nothin', sir." His. Gawd Mom, you're incredible." I said as My mother laid down beside me and rested her head against my chest."You mean you liked that?" Asked Mom timidly."Shit yeah. It shows how really horny and sexy you are. It proves you love fucking." I replied."No, it shows how excited I am to have you fucking me." replied my mother in a sincere voice.I wrapped my free arm around her then kissed the top of her head. She responded by taking my softening cock her hand and milking out the last drops of my come. I say again: 1, 6, 9er, 7 seconds. We will enter the extraction area in seventy-five minutes and seventeen seconds from my mark. I say again: 4, 5, 1, 7 seconds from our mark. Happy will contact you again as soon as we are moving. End message. Happy, we will send that message out and I want you to send them a timed second message on the tick. Lt. Edgar, send message one. It looks like we have about a minute for the task force to finish realigning. Captain to Crew. Prepare for acceleration. 10.