Quite frankly, I was reluctant to strike up a conversation with Madison especially since she was always surrounded by a brood of guys each time I saw ...her in the student union. Okay, the truth is I was still working on my self-esteem and rejection was not high on my wish list. If only I had known, Madison wasn’t quite the angel she appeared to be. Yet, there are days when good fortune smiles down upon each of us and on Tuesday before winter break, the gods of opportunity struck. We were standing. I was too stoned and turned on to resist as I moved my hand up to the waistband of his shorts, shoving it down inside to take hold of his dick. As I began to pump my hand up and down, he pushed me back on the couch and kissed me passionately, tangling his tongue around mine. I could feel him sliding his hand down to the front of my panties as he ran his fingers across the front of my wet slit. As he pulled the material aside, it occurred to me that it had been quite a while since I had done any. And here, the Hegemony proved her mettle. Her gunnery may have slacked, but she was a damn fine sailor by this point. Gone were the days of accidental slews, gone were the crew’s kakhandedness. In their place was a vent-system that sent them twisting and turning on cue, stopping on a dime, burning retros and accelerating ahead at full speed to keep them in the right arcs, the best positions.But they were outnumbered and Vynn listened with a frown as Turantawix called up from the engineerium to. .." he wasnear incoherence.Katie shook her head. "Get over it." She shifted her tone so shesounded encouraging. "Now try this on." She handed him one of the brasshe was holding."I don't need a bra," he complained with a pout.Katie fought to stifle a chuckle; Tom had no idea of just how sexy thepouty look was on him. "Yes, you do," she replied quickly. "So ..." I know. Get over it." Tom pouted for a moment, then he realized thatthis was a losing battle. He'd felt more sway and jiggle on.