The book Vicki was reading looked like a novel. "How come you're not studying? Aren't you in Ronnie's geography class?" I asked. Ronnie was up in the ...room cramming like a madman for their first test; it was looking like an all-niter."I'm not much on last minute studying. I tried to go to bed early but couldn't sleep so I came out here," she said, then reached down and adjusted her tee shirt.Her nipples were poking out like a couple of golf tees. Despite my very recent stint of Susie-fucking. Melinda grinned."Great film! They showed it at a church youth group lock-in, along with Life of Brian. Presbyterians rock!" And roll," Chuck added absentmindedly. This got him a quick kiss on the cheek."Theories," Nona suggested, "we need theories." Oh, we have tons," Justin replied, laughing. "All the theories you want. All fitting the facts and mutually exclusive." Oh, god, it's string theory," Melinda moaned."The question," Daium said, looking them over as she absently played with little. Most of us had been wearing our own clothes, but we had been told we could wear the ships suits or any of the clothes in the replicator if we wanted our clothes to last longer. I was seriously considering it because doing our washing was a pain.We agreed to go nightclubbing for our last night. I dressed in a simple black dress that dropped to my knees with a halter style top. I didn’t bother with a bra, and we all agreed flats were the go if we were going to dance. I didn’t own anything else. "I'm sorry..." I began, and she slapped me, slapped me so hard my head spun. "I'll make you sorry," and very deliberately, "sweet ass." She then climbed onto the bed behind me and slapped my ass, softly first, then harder, and harder again. "I need a fuck tonight baby," she continued.Despite the bizarre situation I was still a bit high and a combination of factors made my cock stir and Julia noticed. "Ooh, excited? Good. You ever had your ass-fucked?" I dared not answer that question and.