It was not something they expected other UNS ships to do, and that meant a clandestine meeting, probably by smugglers.The UNS made it a point to inves...tigate and apprehend smugglers whenever possible. Next to chasing pirates, it provided the most realistic training available for a peacetime Navy and the crews enjoyed the change of pace much more than they did the regular skirmish training they received.When the target ship slowed and took up a station keeping orbit around NH9980723, the UNS. That might give you a little something extra to know that when you’re giving Hailey the high hard one.”Phil dutifully pulled Tiffany’s shorts down to her feet and left them beside the bed.“I like having my personal servants undress me,” she mused. “Now go fuck or something so I can get some sleep.”“Good plan,” Hailey said. She gave Tiffany a small kiss on the lips and pulled the sheet up to cover the girl’s nudity. “And good night.”“Night, Hailey,” Tiffany said. Phil put his arm around Hailey. .. whenever]These are the tales of the Starship Futchia and her crew. They have been together on more unfortunate adventures than most in the star sector. They have traveled across more space than many meteors and they have fucked/been fucked by more aliens races than many can count. They are simultaneously the best and worst the Milkyway has to offer the universe. They are the S.S Futchia.These stories start when our young, plucky and vivacious Starship Captain Tirex stole a light purple party. It goes with your hair.”“Morning, Priscilla. Morning, sis!” Jewel beamed, running her fingers lightly through her long, blue dyed hair. “And this?” she asks, twirling around and modeling for the two older girls. “This I got when we went shopping yesterday.”“Morning, Jewel,” Clarissa says. “Nice dress.” She notices that her sister hasn’t put on any underwear, but says nothing about it. “We’re going over to Priscilla’s house so it’s just you, Bentley and the cat. Mom and Dad should be home some.