Sandhya went inside and said she can’t find her night dress. I asked her to wear something else. She refused and went to bathroom in search of her n...ight dress. I came back to the drawing room with lemon juice when she came and said she cant change her dress in bathroom coz the dress with get wet. So she will change it here only. I was on cloud nine but still asked her to go to her room. She immediately opened her one piece. She was just in her bra and panty.Her boobs were popping out of her. ‘Welcome aboard,’ Jena said and offered a hand but withdrew it when one wasn’t offered in turn. ‘I’m Lieutenant Mitchell. I assume you’ll want to view what we’ve collected?’ ‘Correct.’ Was the terse reply. Jena pointed down the corridor. ‘Straight down, to the left, and up one deck to the Med-Bay,’ Jena said and pointed down the corridor. ‘We’ve set that up as a casualty collection point.’ And so it went. The repair team was directed back toward the engine room, supply bearers were directed to. I just walked by with a cigarette dangling from my lips as they stared. As I walked up the steps to my front door, I was confronted by my neighbor. "You know, I always thought that you were such a beautiful and sexy lady when you first moved in." he stated to me while I took a puff on my cig. "Do you want me to suck your cock?" I asked him innocently. He began to stammer and I grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs and into my condo. I expected him to pull away or become verbally. I think about it all the time and I have a very intimate relationship with my clit which I discovered when I was about eight or nine. And I prefer two fingers for masturbation which I do several times a day, if I can, and once at night in bed.I also like to masturbate in front of my mirror which has seen a lot of my pussy in the last few years. Unfortunately, no one else has seen it.This brings me to the part of why I hate being fourteen. It's the guys.If I was college-aged, I could just go up.