Yuriko wondered briefly if he knew just who he was likely about to bed. She wasn't  just any random Federation  officer. Yuriko was part of a secret project, augmenting  her genetics to increase not only her physical attributes, but granting  a few additional  abilities as well. But it didn't  much matter either way. Retirement  wasn't  an option  for her. Thinking  of quitting  or running  away made her feel disoriented. A head splitting  migrane if she struggled too much... until she finally  relented and a soothing  calm washed over her, with a renewed sense of duty. But that didn't  mean she wouldn't  take every opportunity to enjoy her off time before her inevitable  final mission. No matter how much command would  disapprove.<br/><br/>She stepped into the private quarters,  glancing  around as they made their way in.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Well, here we are."</span>She said. Raising  her arms up to stretch,  her curves straining  against  the tight latex again as she feigned innocence.<span style="color: #8000ff">"So what should  we do now?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>