And so she woke, disoriented, but<em>very</em>happy and sated.  But... not sore... even when she slid most of her hand into her pussy... nothing.  Was it... the curse?  If so, she wasn't about to complain; walking funny was so because it was, not because it was humorous.  Plus it said a<em>lot</em>about her prowess, and helped her keep up the 'game' they were playing better.<br/><br/>It was into the shower next, showering and washing all of the lovely musk off of her.  A shame really, but part of the game she was playing with the crew and Marek.  And Marek... something about him made her heart race and flutter all the same.  Not something she was familiar with, especially with a male... he was a sweetie through and through, loyal to a fault, and a sexual machine.  But the way he fucked her... and exception, perhaps?  Perhaps not too...<br/><br/>But out of the shower, dressed (with panties) and wrapping the leash around her thigh above her boot (to help it stay on) with the holster of her gun strapped to it there.  Easy drawing distance, worked great!  That and it showed off who owned Marek all the more... showed it off as she practically skipped happily down to the engineering bay... where she was blasted with scorching hot air that forced her to remove her jacket and blouse to keep from sweating (she just had a shower dammit!)  Sexy little futa gave her the words, a days rest and repair to be expected... not too bad, probably easy to manage.  If it was a rush mission they'd have been FAR less subtle about things after all.<br/><br/>"Okay, thanks for the update.  We'll probably do just that, take a day off, give me time to orient and stock up while we're at it." she said, nodding to the engineering "I'll make sure you get a good reward for all of your good effort if things go alright.  Maybe buy something special for the ship too...anyway, keep things up and I'll be upstairs if you need me."<br/><br/>A swat to the woman's rump, and out she left, dressing once she was ascending the stairs to the deck and cooled off.  First stop to go see Stoella, ask her about the two Marines, and make sure that Marek was doing his job up in the crow's nest.  After that... probably talk with Gondrith; needed to clarify something before a problem arose...