"You didn't react at allwhen I revealed my childhood 'trauma'." Childhood trauma?" Yes," said Uhura, "Christine was just telling us how other children...used to mock her name." What's wrong with her name?" It rhymes with 'Sistine Chapel'," said Christine. "That's more thanenough for other children to get their teeth into." All the years we've known each other and that had never once occurredto me," chuckled Uhura.The three of us were sitting at a table in the ship's commisarybreakfasting together. He was facing away from me though, if I was careful not to touch him then maybe.Looking at him, debating whether to go for it or not, I can see he's shaking a little. It's not cold in here it's the middle of summer and the air conditioner is turned off. There's enough lights on so he can't be scared of anything. Just then my hand, a mind of its own, brushed two fingers over my clit, my button eagerly wanted to be pushed and I shivered at my response.Oh my God, is that what he's doing? I. Then he touched my breasts from behind he came forward and kissed me. he was so disgustingly ugly and smelled of sweat. He opened my blouse button and exposed my breasts covered in pink costly bra. I was helpless and couldn’t move. I was afraid if anybody would see us. At least the area was lonely but there is no guarantee that non one would comeThen he opened my bra hooks and my huge boobs popped out of my bra. he became mad and kissed my breasts. They he circled my nipples with his fingers. My already rock hard dick threatened to split down the middle. I kissed my way down his neck to his chest where I was busily pinching and torturing his nipples. I took a perverse delight in first licking and gently biting his right nipple while blowing my hot breath across it and then sucking cold air over it into my mouth causing him to break out in goose bumps and writhe in heat. I wanted this boy so badly that nothing was going to stop me. I kissed my way down his lightly muscled torso.