Once down to the knickers she began a piece of eroticism for which words are hard to find, but for which the reader will understand the involuntary ac...ion of a part of the male body was adequate response. Priscilla lay on the end of the bed brought her legs up together waving them in response to the music until they were absolutely vertical. She then parted them wide keeping them accurately straight in military fashion. Back and two they went in a daring display as if to challenge his very. She needed to just go home, and run a hot bath, crawl in her bed, and sleep and that was exactly what she intended to do. She gathered her purse, flung the door open, and smacked right back into those eyes, and the hard chest that accompanied them. ‘Whoa, going somewhere,’ he said, as he gripped her arm to steady her. An electrical current emanated from where his hand was grasping her arm, and went straight to her pussy. She looked at where his hand was on her arm, and back to his face. ‘Uh-um,. “The only thing I am putting in my mouth this morning though is breakfast, I’m starving” and with that she went round to Emily’s room and invited her to get up and come through for breakfast. Well done Emma I thought, I’m still none the wiser, she managed to skirt round all my probes. Why didn’t she just say it was not a dream, maybe it was Emily, but she is so young? Emily came out of her room with her hair looking a little disheveled and sat at the table. “Morning Emily” I said “Morning” she. Officers and enlisted ate in the same place. There wasn’t even a specific seating order. Even the Captain sat down wherever there was space and not at a separate Captain’s table. I also noted the fierce pride and love every crew member expressed about Zezz and their Hyperion. Men went out of their way to make him proud. One day I noticed two First Class Star men scrubbing an already clean looking corridor and I asked them what they did to be punished that way and they looked at me like I was.