Commander Jane Shepard and her crew were just as surprised as anyone. Shepard herself was more than a little embarrassed, but also more than a little ...elieved. Life, it seemed, would go on. In time, some of her crew moved on, while others elected to stay on as part of the Spectre's retinue. Though unintentional, eventually her crew was entirely female, with Joker being the last to depart, returning to active service with the Alliance military. An upgraded EDI now piloted the ship in a synthetic. For their size, they still felt naturally firm but soft as he moved his hands around them. Solaria smiled as she looked down on him. Adrian felt like he was on cloud nine. Then his clothes disappeared. “How, where?” he said stunned. “Over there,” Solaria pointed to the closet. Adrian felt the bed shift again. Solaria had used a ship's system to take his clothes off and move them across the room, which had made her grow a few more inches. Adrian smiled at her. She wasn't just a giant anymore she. She had a new fuck buddy who was down to please her whenever she desired him. You know how strong passion and affection are in the early stages of a new fling. This handsome guy, in particular, was her favorite as of recent. The two of them were able to please each other more than any of their past partners. This, in turn, made her sort of forget about how much she enjoyed self-pleasure. Self-pleasure was an art she mastered years ago, on those lonely Friday nights when she had no plans. But. She stopped in front of him and with elegant arm motions, opened her towel wide as she rotated around with her back to Syd. She dropped it on the table and, with arms still wide spread, rotated back to Syd. Her serpentine arms slithered to hook hands behind Syd’s head, drawing him in to whisper ‘Please choose me.’ She walked to the end of the line. Six nude women stood before Syd. All held their heads high with Mona Lisa smiles and hands clasped lightly in front. Syd surveyed the line from end.