All I have to do is wiggle my finger and she’ll be grabbing for the nearest steady object to keep her balance. When she pulls away quickly, then I ...now what she really wants, like the other night… It started just like I described, and when she pulled away from my hand, she told me, “You’re going to have to work for it.” “Work for it? What kind of work?” “You can get what you can take,” she said breathily. I smiled really big then, because that meant she wanted to wrestle. The best kind of. I could feel her erect nipples against my skin, as my breathing came up and I began to moan softly. Then Cecilia backed off, gliding her fingers down the outside of my labia, lower towards my butthole. I was so wet everywhere that they slid freely. For an instant I was disappointed. Then she started again and I felt the orgasm building slowly once more. This time my breathing was more out of control, the rising and falling off my chest flowing with a quiet desperation to climax. Her finger. "Governor, you send your mother a letter every week. Now you are talking about taking in the men whose ego and incompetence just got your mother eaten, while ensuring that we will never again get a shipment of colonists from Earth. You need to think about the effect on your position. The AIs will allow your replacement if the alternative is a civil war here." Right. Thank you for telling me I have to do what I've always wanted to do." I turned to the vidlink again."Captain, we will of course. “Shut up, Cas”, retorted Bart as they approached the counter. They paid for their stuff and gathered everything into bags. The entire time Bart watched the girl behind the counter with the tight clothes on. Tim played it off better. “Hi, I’m Bart.” She looked at him raising an eyebrow. “Hi. Lana…” “You go to school around here, Lana?” Bart acted as if he were truly interested in the new acquaintance. “No”, she looked a little ashamed, “I dropped out.” “Oh that’s too bad. Me and my friends.