"D... dance?" she looked at the alien apprehensively, then quickly looked away as he started stroking himself.<br/><br/>Hesitantly she started to sway her hips, a slow song, to her surprise, appearing in her head. Fixing on the mental image of herself going home and ultimately returning at the head of a vengeful fleet, she found the strength to dance more seductively, running her hands down her body and cupping her breasts.<br/><br/>A part of her she didn't want to acknowledge, a vestige of the orgasm she had on the platform, started to awaken.