I was surprised she recognized herself. “Did you do this?” she barked at me. “Honey, it is just your tits. No one will know it’s you.” “S...ure. Right,” Kate said sarcastically. “Then why did you label the picture ‘my wife’? You promised me when you took those pictures that they were for us only. Also, this picture has two hundred likes and five hundred reblogs. Are you telling me that my picture has gone viral?” “I don’t think so,” I said sheepishly. “You in such trouble. You are going to. Using my other hand I free myself from my jeans and boxer shorts. My cock standing almost to attention and begin to gently slide my hand up and down as Rita’s nipples extend out like bullets once again. Sitting back I look her in the eyes and nod down to my cock. Without the usual resigned or disgusted look Rita moves onto her knees on the sofa and leans over taking the mushroom head into her hot mouth. I allow myself to relax as her mouth seals itself and her tongue begins to curl around again. I still felt three quarters asleep and wouldn't have minded joining her but I had stuff to do. I put on a pair of shorts and stumbled into the galley searching for breakfast. There I ran into Mari and Katherine who were talking to Sam. I assumed at this point they had stayed aboard in the spare cabins. Both looked at me and stared at my less than fully dressed appearance.Katherine was the first to speak. "Wow, Anna was right. You are a strapping lad, aren't you?" Mmph?"Sam spoke up. "It's no. She followed this up with a powerful right-handed punch with a lot of shoulder behind it. Bidda rolled to her feet and took a moment to pop her jaw back into place."Where'd you learn that?" Bidda demanded. Instead of answering, Hattie used her powers to kick up the dust. She knew she had the attention of the rest of the trainees now, but she didn't care. Bidda charged at her last known position, slicing through the cloud of dust with telekinetic force, but Hattie wasn't there. She was ten feet.