I don't think we would be lenient enough to let him have sex with just anyone."I guess I haven't done a very good job of answering your question. But ...he is our Alpha Male. What he wants, we tend to want, too." Frustrated at her inability to convey something that seemed so obvious to her, she picked up one of Diana's cigarettes and lit it.Noticing Laura's frustration, Helen tried to change the subject. "I would have though they would be here by now. Obviously, everyone has already... well, had. It didn't take long and I was filling her pussy with loads of hot cum.The next day Saturday and nothing was going on and I received a call from my friend wanting to know if I wanted to go fishing? Sure I said, I'd love to go out on a remote lake far from everyone and everything. I didn't need to worry about our women going because they didn't like fishing. An hour later and he swung by and picked me up and off we went to the lake with a cooler full of beer, what more could one ask for. ( except. Her struggling had caused her short skirt to expose her knickers to his view. His shoved his hand in the gap between her thighs."Open up for me bitch," he snarled, his face close to hers."Please no," she was losing it now, her heart beat and breathing was becoming rapid."Do as you are told," he said, backhanding her across the face. The slap froze her body in shock, allowing him to pull her knickers off and he flung them into the corner. He now started on her blouse, button after button was. As an ensign, she didn’t have a window in her room, only senior officers were lucky enough to get that privilege. Instead, her brown eyes flicked up to the monitor screen above the fold-away dresser. The space station hung there, a clunky collection of habitat modules around a central hub and power pylon. It was matt grey, the insignia scuffed by micrometeorite impacts that suggested a somewhat erratic shield system. It was an old design, too, hardly a match for modern Starfleet facilities, and.