I hear your voice as you open the bathroom door a crack to let me know you’ve arrived. At the sound of your voice, my nipples harden and I feel the ...lectricity surge through my body under the hot water. My fingers trace the water down my body to my cleft and gently separate my clean-shaven lips to rub my hard button. I wonder to myself how long I will wait tonight to feel your hands on my hot flesh. Despite the urge, I stop rubbing myself and turn off the shower. As much as I want to climax, I. Jason was just too damned joyous for morning. A long confirmed evening person, I typically could not understand how someone could thrive in the AM. It was beyond me, but as I was bemoaning that fact another suddenly registered.I had the whole weekend to spend with Jason and, since I had been awakened, there was no reason to waste it, now was there. Rolling over to face his smiling face, I muttered, "What time is it, anyway?" Not quite seven." Ooooohhhhh." I tried to pull the blankets back over. To the left of each is a small metallic plate; to the right,a mechanical handle behind a transparent screen. At the first door,Zach fiddles with the handle, managing to slide back the screen, butthen unable to budge the handle."I bet the plate is the normal way to open it," Nat suggests. "Itprobably reads a tentacle-print to see who wants to come in. But ifthe ship loses power, the handle will work -- there's probably anelectromagnet keeping it fixed in place now." That makes sense," says. The lead bitch stopped five feet from us."Like, get out of the way, losers." she said, malice dripping from her voice."I just wanted you to see what a real woman looks like." I responded, drawing Sally close. "Someone with more power than any of you will ever posess." Like, whatever." one of the other girls said. "She looks like a total slut in that outfit." She happens to be a genie, with enough magic to lock all of you in the bodies of truckers if I want her to." Like, drop the other one!".