It looked like some kind of exclusive country club and it was clear the ship was designed for people to live in without being troubled by the complexi...ies and workings of a space craft. We held tightly to one another, tip toeing through the pristine, spotlessly clean interior with its mood lighting, swooping corridors and luxurious communal areas. We listened intently, but the place was ghostly and silent, save for the distant breath-like murmur of the ships massive twin hydrogen drives idling.. She later apologized but that night he made her strip and drape herself over the arm of the couch. He slapped her ass mercilessly until she begged him tearfully to stop. The pain didn’t stop her from getting wet. When he calmed, he spread her legs apart and licked her to orgasm, as she remained prone in that position. It wouldn’t be the last time he pained and pleasured his mother there.One night he took her to his room and stripped her without a word. He took his undershirt and wrapped it. Accepting another coffee as Iwatched Monica, I watched on as she did everything step by step. Sheremoved the old nail polish, shaped my nails, then washed my hands inwarm soapy water. Abut this time, I was wondering why id never had onebefore, I was actually enjoying it.She then applied a protective base coat, then applied 2 coats of polishto my nails and let them dry while she did the same to my other hand. Asshe asked me what I colour topcoat I wanted, I pointed to a silver colourwithout. I sigh again and let out a long grunt. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling. Staring at the light fixture, my slight reflection in the metal trim. I begin feeling my lid shutting as I force myself to open again. This time opening both, wide. I pull my hands to my face, rubbing them on each side as I yawn loudly. I stretch my legs as I kick off the blankets. Well ... I try to, my foot seems to tangle into a sheet, giving me a bit of trouble. I sort of kick my feet in a bit of a tantrum.