"I should haveguessed." She joined him on the couch until lunchtime inevitably rolledaround. Normally they kept their distance from each other but t...day,perhaps because he had shown trust in her and she respected him for it,they put their arms around each other. He could only feel her warmthagainst his arms but that would have to be enough. Their comfort witheach other grew until Len, knowing she would be the only one to ask,turned to face him. "May I?" Her lips puckered and pressed into. Don’t mess this up Tom. Don’t fuck this up Tom. Don’t fuck it up Tom. Tom, you fucker.I opened the front door, sat in the seat, and closed the door, clicking the seatbelt.“Do you smoke cigs?”Tom, you mother fucking fucker. You fucked up already.“Uhh, no. It was Greg. New Greg.”“Aww, Greg! Greggggy.”Hmm.“Yeah. Him.” I said.“What? Greg’s a good guy.” She replied.I mean, I guess he was. Girls seem to enjoy his presence.“Did you try the cig?”“Yeah,” I said, “It was okay I guess. Red’s are okay.”“I. "Damn," The Admiral growled."Admiral!" I heard a new voice call out. "This is Captain Narvaza. Sorry I didn't report immediately, but it was recommended that I get some rest while the full extent of the damage was determined." I'd rather that, than receive a half-baked report that contains omissions," the Admiral growled again. "I've seen the preliminary report and the combat logs. Your approach was masterful, but you should have paid attention to your navigation officer when she asked about. I have sensitive breasts, and this was beginning to feel quite lovely.The man behind me was moving his hand again -- perhaps this time to attempt to extricate himself from between my cheeks. But no. I felt his left hand, this time, cupping my buttock, his fingers inside the fabric of my shorts, gently stroking just outside the panty line.This was no more an accident than the ministrations being provided by my short friend in front! These two were taking maximum advantage of the situation we'd.