<div align="center"><strong>Kris Fielding : Walking to her room<br/></strong></div>She walked in the direction of her room, silently passing officers thinking over the last few hours.  She wouldn't lie, it had been good.  And it had been so long since she had last had sex that her body was still humming in pleasure.  But the fact remained that she was one of his commanding officers, and she had just done something that she had sworn to herself she wouldn't do again.<br/><br/>"Fuck"  the exclamation was uttered low so only her ears could hear it.  What had she just done?!  The last time she had fraternized inappropriately with another officer the consequences had been bad, really bad. She had loved her last post, her last job; people respected her, and left her alone for the majority of her time. But than she had been caught sucking off her last vice-admiral, the jackass hadn't even closed the door!  And  that had been it, she was transported here, to this ship where the only person she really talked to off hours was the guy she had just fucked; and she was lucky she still held her rank.<br/><br/>Fuck it all, she needed a hard drink and a hot shower.  As long as no body found out about her latest indiscretion everything would be fine.