When one window closes another opens

You decide upon taking a direct route to free your imprisoned crew from the wiles of their fetching captors. Your own memories of your debriefing causes a tingle to run down your spine and straight to your inflamed core. Brushing aside your own wanton neediness you gather yourself as you analyse the spatial dimension of the window you are attempting to squeeze through. Not paying any thought to the challenges that may await you once inside you again imagine just how grateful your beautiful ship mates will be for your daring rescue. You will have learned a lot from the people here your coupling will exceptionally delightful. The window though only waist height is opaque and you are unable to deduce what lies in the room you are about to breach. So weighing your lack of alternate plans with your lust filled fever dreams you budge the window loose and begin to work your head neck and torso through the tiny gap.