Half finished sketches and artistically scribbled literature was scattered amongst the beautiful chaos. As if illuminated, a modest bed laid in the m...iddle the room. The thick cream coloured duvet and the mass of pillows embraced me as he softly pushed me down. We were kissing, revealing ourselves to one another little by little. I couldn’t wait. Riccardo stroked my thighs, pushing my skirt up as he did so. I reached for his pants, unskilfully attempting to remove his belt. He pulled away and. " She whispered silkily as she nibbled on his earlobe. "I'll be the one wearing the birthday suit." AI," Carruthers ordered, sounding strangely preoccupied, "release and deliver two empty pods from the pod reserve to CSS Aurora." Acknowledged, Lieutenant Carruthers," responded the clipped tones of the AI. Subvocally it added, 'Lieutenant Carruthers, you are aware that Optio Redburn is still only 13, and thus not eligible yet for full sexual activity?''Paaaaainfully, yes.'Now, Carruthers. Now I toss the pencil skirt away. Better already. Off comes my bra. My panties. I’ll figure out where to burn it all later. Right now I just want to flop down on the bed. I dive onto the welcoming softness of my duvet. I’m panting a little, from my angry rush up the stairs and getting undressed so fast. I feel my heart bumping away somewhere beneath me, keeping beat to the fury still pulsing through me. At last, I can sigh as deep as I want. I don’t need to move for a long, long time. Friday,. “When will dad be coming back?”“In a week I guess.”“Do you think I can walk by then?”“I think so, if you rest well and don’t go on adventures.”“I don’t want to be stuck to this bed when he comes.”“you will, now stop worrying and sleep.”Over the next 2 days I caught her trying to move on her own to the bathroom, Dad and mom were supposed to come today and Claire was anxious she put on a baggy shirt so that Robert wouldn’t notice her wound.Claire was kepping to her room avoiding any interaction.