“What are you doing, you goof?”I heard water running down her body as she stood up, and felt a surge of blood between my legs. She grabbed not onl...y the towel, but my hand as well. It spun me toward her just enough to see that she was wearing a bikini.“It’s not like I’m naked. Geesh.”She may as well have been. The feeling that washed over me was equal parts disappointment and relief. The bottom barely covered anything, and the strapless top strained to keep her tits inside. Soaking wet as it. 200 AU’s from center, ORACLE replied dutifully. The ship was still on the solar fringe of Alpha Centauri. Ajax groaned and tried to stretch in zero gravity. Had he not been strapped to the pilot’s seat, the action would have sent him spinning. “Advance the reanimation schedules for the rest of the crew,” Ajax said and punched his command access code into the keypad mounted into the bulkhead near his elbow. The function required a pilot override. “I need them out of the coolers ASAP.” Timetable. It was some play that I'd never heard of and can't now remember the name of. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time.With the audience absorbed by the play, Mr Johnson whispered in my ear: "Lift your dress up around your waist and spread your legs wide."I was not invisible. A segment of the upper circle, and much of the gallery, had a decent view of our box. The balcony walls maybe blocked the view below my waist, but I wasn't sure. There was a good chance that someone would have a good. When I turned to leave there stood Mrs. Thomas buck naked. She did not even try to cover herself. I wish I could say she was a hottie, but she was not. Average. Average size boobs, a little chubby, her pussy was not trimmed but was not too hairy. She stood there and as we stared at each other my cock grew hard in my shorts. "Well sorry about this, my k**s are used to me being naked around them. Did not think about it with you till I saw...well you seem to like what you see." Mrs. Thomas.