"We hadn't thought of it in that light," replied Tara, "but yes, that is a good marker."While they were talking they had been slowly walking through t...e manufacturing area. As they were entering an open area Tiff said, "This is the area where we thought we could have a reception. It has easy access from both the habitat and outside. If we spread the reception over a good part of the day, then everyone would have a chance to participate." Our schedule for work in this area should have been. She hadn't really expected to pick up any transmissions, but she had to try.They also worked to sort through the jumble of gear they had tossed into the rear of the Mule. There had not been time to pack neatly so they had tossed in anything that was not tied down. Things could have been much worse. They had departed the ship with enough supplies to support a week-long stay for five adults. The remaining food and water would last the two of them three weeks. Longer, if they cut down the rations. No mean words could pass my lips as every fiber in my body cried out to hold her close once again. My brain was in overdrive trying to find some way for my thick and swollen member to once again be surrounded by her velvet pussy, slick with the hot juices of her own desire and my pre-cum."Did you miss me?" she asked, so coyly, while rubbing her flat tummy against my now engorged cock."Don't you care who is looking at us?" I asked, my hands now sliding down her sweet firm ass, as I was now fully. ‘I like your hair,’ I said. ‘Paige braided it. She said you would like it.’ ‘You look cute.’ She became serious, like she hadn’t heard my compliment. She guided me to my desk, which afforded a limited amount of privacy. ‘We’re out of money, Dad.’ ‘We can’t be. Who told you that?’ ‘You know I don’t talk to anyone else about what’s in the safe. It’s empty.’ ‘Oh, is that all?’ I asked, relieved. It was obvious that she had not been introduced to the concept of a bank account. ‘I’ll get you some.