? and I was absolutely mortified when her head appeared the loft opening and shrieked “Peter, what in hells name do you think you’re doing?”“...’m so sorry Mum” I blurted out, quickly shielding myself from her and trying to get my rapidly shrinking cock back inside my jeans.“Peter you’d better come down now, you’ve got some explaining to do.” She said sternly.I knew I was really in trouble as she only ever called me Peter and not Pete when I’d done something wrong. It felt like I was a. People were chattering endlessly, asking questions, which no one cared if they were answered, making comments that I did not hear. Mechanically, I must have been responding as no one was complaining although I could not have told you what the response was or to what I had responded. Everything was a blur.In my mind's eye, I was naked and kneeling. The surroundings were unfamiliar to me beyond it was, or seemed to be, a small room. I think there was a doorway and windows but there were bodies. In fact, so insistent was the captain of this that Sheila began to doubt her own memory of the mission's original purpose. This became even more disconcerting when Sheila accessed the Intrepid's Mission Statement which was subtly different from how the Second Officer remembered it.Had she gone mad? Had she stumbled into an alternative reality? She'd never have agreed to participate on a mission that would sacrifice the lives of thousands of people for a dubious and unverifiable scientific. I wondered what it was for, but it didn't take long to figure it could only have one purpose. I couldn't figure how she used half the things on the box. I had a falshback from when I was younger, I opened a box like that, but had no clue what those things were for, so I had put it back. I decided I would give the big black rubber dick a try, so I laid in her bed, and tried to put it inside my pussy. I was to dry to even get the tip in, so I tried sucking on it to lube it up. I opened my mouth,.