Thread: Moon Base One (casket &xanaphia)

Valerie shuddered as Jim pulled the loose cotton strand from her bra, finger just almost grazing her breasts. It was close calls like that which had her wondering if Jim was interested in her, if she were just imagining it, wishing projecting her own desires on him. He was trying to look anywhere but at her breasts, but was it because he respected her as a person, or because he wouldnt be able to control himself if he gave in? She laughed at his quip about all of them walking around naked, perhaps a little louder than was appropriate. Hell, was she flirting with him? There was a lot of flirting on the base, as everyone grew closer, but most of it was harmless, without any intention behind it. But now, with her tits on practically full display for him, while he pulled loose fibers from her undergarments? It was harder and harder not to feel something, as their eyes met briefly. And then his arm was around her waist as they walked together. Damn, it felt good, physically touching him, the warm of his hand on her. And so she spent the walk to the kitchen wondering if this meant something, or if she was overreacting, and of course Jim would never do anything to jeopardize the mission, right? Isabelle caught the beer as she turned, giving Hank a pointed look. Maybe next month when we get another load of beer in. But you are going to have to shave the shaggy beard, so I can actually pretend you are a beautiful woman between my legs. Feeling those wiry hairs on your face is going to kill the fantasy for me. She patted his face a couple times, before opening her beer and taking a long deep drink, finishing off her swallow with a pleased sigh. Beer tastes a helluva lot better with actual gravity. I hated that it ended up all foamy before, she laughed, following him towards the mess hall. Tell me, is it pure wishful thinking that makes men think that sexuality is fluid, but only for lesbians? You all love to ask me if I am sure I am not into men. Arent you pretty damn sure you arent into men? How can you say no with giving it a shot first? She took a couple more drinks of beer as they made their way to the mess hall. Tell you what, Hank. You give it a shot, Ill give it a shot. You suck some cock, and Ill suck yours. But I am talking about really sucking, and actually taking that salty load in your mouth. You give it the old college try, and well, Ill give up my gold star for you. Without another word she took a seat at the table, smirking that self-satisfied smirk she was rather fond of. It was her most common expression, after resting bitch face. Afternoon, Tom, she addressed as he entered after them. Valerie sliced tomatoes while Jim cooked the bacon, moaning softly as the mouthwatering scent hit her nose. So nice to have a cooked meal for once. If I had to end another prepackaged bagged meal, I think I would have ripped my own hair out, she admitted, nudging Jim slightly. She helped him put the sandwiches together, their fingers brushing one another more than once or twice. Perhaps even intentionally, if Valerie were being completely honest with herself. Just to gauge his reaction, test the waters a bit. Lunch is served! She announced as she came into the dinner hall, holding the platter of sandwiches up to conceal the massive valley of cleavage her uniform no longer covered properly.