After that day, all of our conversations were a mixture of the intellectual and of the sexual. And boy, was she kinkier than me! She loved to dominate... and be submissive at the same time, and she loved to be abused verbally and physically.Shit was hot, and shit became steamier when she called me on a video chat and showed me how was she masturbating vigorously and pinching her nipples as if she was in a trance from whence only my cock could make her escape.And today was the day when both of us. "You have the bridge Lieutenant. Hoshi, come with me." Aye, Sir." Peace and long life," Hoshi greeted in Vulcan with a perfectly executed Ta'al"Live long an prosper," the tall Vulcan returned in kind, his face completely impassive as was befitting his species."Welcome aboard Enterprise," Archer said with a polite nod. "I am Captain Jonathan Archer, this is Ensign Hoshi Sato, our Communications officer." My name is Keslak. I am the healer sent by the High Council to help the surviving crew of. We were making slow progress toward the R&D complex when one of the squad leaders sounded off, "Sir, one of my men has found evidence of a firefight. Would you care to examine it?"I radioed right back that I was on my way. It was a grunt in First squad who had spotted the burned tree trunk with the characteristic mark of a Galactic Rangers laser burn. There was no question of the source of the mark being one of our lasers. They were tagged to leave a signature like that. We must be getting. It was summer time; we were both dressed in summer casual clothes. I wore a T shirt and summer gym shorts, while she wore a light blouse with a short dress that exposed about a quarter of her thighs. As her finger made tiny circles on my shirt, it wasn’t long before her finger tip found itself between the elastic waistband of my shorts, and my shirt.I could feel my pulse quicken, and my breathing becoming more intense. All kinds of thoughts came leaping into my mind—all dirty, where will this.