As Lady Godiva's hand touches my crotch, I look her in the eye and say "nothing under this uniform but the best Starfleet has to offer".

I raise my hands and begin to work my way into her hair, wondering what other delights i may find, briefly nodding to the chef as he passes by.

With one hand i pull down the zip on the front of my uniform, the other finds the samll of Lady Godiva's back and i guide her into the bedroom, pausing breifly to watch the cowgirl squirming on the bed.

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Life? O that thing again!

"I now leave you to your moosey fate"

Are we there yet?