The wall in front of you would be a series of view screens. The consoles and seats you see allow for manual input for all ship functions, but normally...most routine functions would be routed through me." What sort of circumstances might warrant the use of the manual controls?" Shipboard emergencies, hazardous conditions outside the ship. Combat." Combat? You mean ship-to-ship combat? Have you been in combat?" I have not experienced combat, and no knowledge of other ship intelligences having done. The squishing grew more and more rapid, and Clara’s noises louder, more desperate. I was so aroused by my daughter’s audible pleasure that I nearly came. I slowed down my strokes as I relished the sounds of my baby girl getting off on that strange man’s touches. After just a couple of minutes, Clara cried out, almost as if in pain. I could tell she had experienced an orgasm, but something seemed to be wrong. “Oh shit,” Clara said. “I’m so sorry, I think I peed.”“No,” the man said, “that’s not. I didn’t care because I really liked the thought of an older man using me. Anyway I said, “No,” to him. He looked me up and down and asked, “Well what are you doing here?” All I could think to say was, “I’m waiting for you?” He smiled, leaned toward me and whispered, “What do you want to do?” My mouth was dry and my heart was racing by this time and I said quietly, “Anything you want.” Then he smiled at me and said, “Follow me.” He walked up the ramps towards the parking area and walked over. Before getting into bed my foster dad undressed me taking off the pj top and bottoms, leaving me naked. He laid over me like he had her yesterday and kissed me while she rubbed my hair. I felt his knees push between my legs until I had to open them to let him between them. To my shock I felt something poke between my legs at my private place. I looked up at him nervous and he smiled back at me a soft smile. I then felt a hard pressure down there. It felt like something hard was pushing up.