He encouraged me in everything I've done, even cheer-leading, which he didn't seem to understand, but he knew it made me happy." She paused, wiping a ...tear away. "My... mom and I are heartbroken to lose him so suddenly, and Marco, Marianne and I all appreciate your support so much. Thank you."The applause started polite, but rose in volume and enthusiasm at the articulate and passionate words of the 20-year old young woman. It was still echoing in her ears as she descended the steps on the side. Now I could get my hand inside the front of her dress and squeeze her naked flesh.After a few minutes, a faster number came on and I left her dancing alone to the raw beat; Shit, what a sight. The busty blonde couldn't leave it, couldn't have some other women steal her thunder, no, she had to come over and compete on the dance floor."Shit, will you look at those two," said a guy standing next to me.To anyone of discerning tastes there was no contest. One was a busty bimbo while the other was a. Mine darted over his handsome features, again noticing the brown spot in his left eye. We began to kiss and lips still together as he gently placed me on the bed and nestled between my legs.”“I straightened my legs and smoothed my hands up and down his strong back, causing goosebumps on his skin. His cock was semi had and I reached down between us, rubbing the head against my waiting pussy lips. I needed him to fuck me so bad.”“You’ll have to tell me what you like to have done to you as we go,”. The absolute quiet of the bridge officers made the normal background sounds of the electronics seem overly loud as the pause dragged out. Then, at last, “Very well, then. Carry on,” the Captain snarled before whirling around and marching out.The Second Officer stepped over to a nearby console for a moment, and a small section of the big screen showed the Captain walking rapidly toward his quarters.The First Officer could have sworn he heard several of the bridge crew give the races’ equivalent.