"H-How am I here?" Well, when Ann died, I no longer had a purpose, and I was off planet without any means of communication. At first, I thought I was ...oing to go mad with boredom. Actually, I did go mad for awhile, screaming, yelling, and haunted by phantoms of my own creation. It was the phantoms that saved me. I realized that if I could create the phantoms, I could create anything." Ann said. "A whole world of my own imagination was easy enough. The enemy responsible for my death was even. ” She breathes into my ear.“Not quite yet,” I cheekily say, hoping it will spur her on to rub me further with her crotch.Emmy pulls back and looks at me with a cheeky grin across her face. She knows I am no longer cold and I was just encouraging her to go on. What I don’t know is what that cheeky grin is really for.“Well, if that didn’t work, Humph, then I am going to have to go to a little bit further to sort you out because I want you hot and ready when we get back to yours,” Emmy says with a. Third son of Earl Curragh. Last in his class. Most senior ensign in Andrew. Heading for that distinction as Lt jg. He was asissant assistant tactical officer in "Leander", CL. At "Home Space" was at his Action Station in the Boat Bay where he was out of the way. "Leander" takes serious hits leaving Evans the only officer on his feet. He gets to the CIC, rallies survivors, assesses damage, goes looking for his squadron, banging away at every thing he can see with a couple of missile mounts,. ”“Sorry, David,” Pam said. “I thought that you would be able to breathe through my clothes.” Pam dropped to her knees and kissed my forehead. I couldn’t reply. I was still panting. I kissed her hand that was holding my head.Deb lifted me further, from her lap to her breasts. I relaxed against their firm softness as the others played a game of leapfrog with difficulty. Their skirts were too large for easy jumping. Several jump events ended in a head of flashing legs and heaving skirts.Deb’s arm.