As we ate, I talked with those around me, answering questions about America, my upbringing, how I’d met Amber. I watched the other girls as I ate an... talked. They all seemed so at ease with this situation. Clearly it was part of dinner to play and tease those around you. Fingers and necks were being licked and nibbled. Hands disappeared under the table and more than one fork was dropped. It was a truly erotic scene and they all acted like nothing unusual was going on. I wondered how soon it. . that was just wrong.Other than the uncomfortable thoughts, the morning ritual started pretty much as it had the day before. Nobody made any move toward her things while she rinsed off in the shower. Some people looked at her a bit strangely when she went to get in line. As she approached Victoria, she realized that she was carrying her towel much the same way as the cartoon had her holding Blue Boy. She shifted her hold uncomfortably.As before, she excused herself to hand her things to a. " What, exactly, are you talking about?"She blushed furiously. "An orgasm. I've never had one." Are you a virgin?" No, not even close. I just keep settling for second best." Ah. Which is why you wanted nothing to do with me when Sharon drew Dan first."She blushed, looking ashamed of herself, "George, I'm sorry..." Hey. I get used to it." George, are you a virgin?" No, not even close." You're not lying to me?" No. I had a lot in high school." You DID? Forgive me, but HOW?" Word gets around.". ”“You can command your ship from anywhere,” I replied. “You don’t have to sit in the command chair. Heck, my ensigns have sent me to my office a couple of times.”“Only when you were being annoying,” Ensign White said. “You’re a nice man, but going over the personnel files always made you grouchy.”“I hate having to fill out performance reviews,” I grumbled.“Any good supervisor does,” Captain Prescott said. “If you are doing your job you don’t need to publish reviews. Also, a good crew shouldn’t.