Kathy sat at the Ops station, which was front left side of the bridge, with a great view of the large display on the front wall. She was ecstatic. At only 18, she had been granted an Officer's position, as Operations Officer. She was in charge of the ship's functions, from helm control, communication arrays, overall maintenance and making sure every device on board functioned properly. But, she was also an officer, which gave her power over most people on the ship. Not the other officers, in fact she was pretty much the lowest one on this bridge, but still most of the crew, and she liked to feel important.<br/><br/>The other reason she loved this assignment of course is that Kathy was still inexperienced when it came to sex. She had a total of one boyfriend in her life, and even that didn't last long. She craved having relations with strange species. She wanted dominant aliens to show her how they did it on other planets. Maybe tentacles? She was open to anything, and only space stood between her and their destination. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but her choice of wearing only her official pants and boots, with only a small tank top above that, was to display her tanned, well defined body.<br/><br/>As the Captain spoke, she was brought out of her thoughts. She looked down on the navigation panel and replied "We'll be there in less than an hour, Ma'am!" She didn't know the other officers very well, but found them to be friendly so far. She certainly was eager to get to know them more.<br/>