Resting the mop against one of the shelves I made my way to the other side of the counter. My brain was starting to work again, although some of my bl...od was moving south. At least I could hide behind the counter if I got too excited. "That's a latte with almond milk?" I asked cautiously."You really are distracted" she smiled, and leaned over the counter. Oh no, I could see straight down her top; she was wearing a purple bra, and I could see where the two cups met in the middle. There was. There was something about this situation this that truly excited me, and I couldn’t really understand why, but I only knew I wanted more of that pleasurable sensation, it felt intoxicating. Soon enough, without even realizing it, I was almost pushing Brent all the way onto my cock, activating his gag reflex a couple times.Once again, the sound of the speaker turning on echoed through the room.“Good job boy, but you’re getting carried away, we need you to fuck now”As soon as the speaker went. Despite that, I have surreptitiously observed them, anyway. They are not doing anything to ruin the tuning of the coils, and they hate the Captain almost as much as I do. Remember what he did to my crew? They will never forget. They are loyal,” he finished in an almost-whisper, the hand that was holding his cup of stim, shaking.The First Officer had long realized that the Chief Engineer was probably the most intelligent person he had ever known or ever would know. They had gone over this. This would allow me to move forward without the looming cloud of possible incarceration looming.I had a question though, and it was probably me being a vindictive prick, though honestly, being thought of as a vindictive prick was OK with me.“So, Mr. Roth, are there going to be charges filed for falsely reporting a crime and a making a false statement to the police:”Both Bob and Mr. Roth sighed at almost the same time. I could see Bob shaking his head in my peripheral vision. It was Mr. Roth.