Chicks dig sweet rides and, since your place is also your sweet ride...

You decide that the ageless advice of impressing women with your awesome ride still holds true if that ride is a star-ship that you happen to live in most times as well. Failing that, the fact that you're a captain (even if you're a captain of a crew of one) is also pretty impressive. Of course, you think of yourself as impressive in a whole lot of different ways so, really, the ship and the captain thing are just adding icing to the cake.

You lead the way to where your ship had been kept, a somewhat dilapidated excuse for a spaceport. Then again, much of the Junk Moon appears dilapidated so who could say the spaceport was anymore wrecked than any other part of the moon? Whatever, it didn't really matter as the spaceport still served to house your ship and supply you with fuel and repairs for a modest fee and that's all you really need for your light modified freighter.

You guide the women up into the ship through the cargo bay's landing ramp and you notice that both of them look around the ship with avid interest. Though Teesha's is perhaps more avid than Farrah's as she lets go of your arm to look around at the interior of your ship with all four eyes wide and shining with excitement. Apparently, she's something of a gear-head as she starts to speak excitedly about the specs of your ship.

"Oh, wow! This is a SR7 Light Class Freighter, isn't it? I didn't think these were still in production! But yours looks great! You must take great care of it! Oh! Oh! Is that the engine room? Can we go look? Please? I love engines!", she asks, looking to you with her sparkling eyes as she nearly bounces in place as she eagerly awaits your answer.

You consider for a moment as you move to close the landing ramp behind you but finally give her a smile and a shrug as you wave her towards the engine room. "Sure, go ahead, darlin'. Help yourself to an eyeful.", you say and, almost as soon as the words are out of your mouth, she's moving towards the doorway that leads down the stairs to your engine room.

You start to move after her, but Farrah stops you with a tightening of her hands on your arm. She steps around you and presses her body flush against your own, the full swells of her breasts squeezed against your chest as she winds her arms around your neck. She gives you a sultry smile as she catches your eyes, her own emerald gaze gleaming with lustful suggestion.

"Hey now, sweetie. Why don't we let Miss Violet have her fun in the engine room and have our own fun out here? Hmmm? What do you say?", Farrah coos at you as she leans in to press a light kiss against the side of your neck, her lips impossibly soft and warm against your skin, "I can't wait to kiss you all over, sweetie. Don't make me wait."

Her contralto whisper seems to send a vibration all the way down to your core, making your cock twitch in your pants and your body heat against her own. It'd be really easy to just give in to her. After all, that's why you brought her here. Buuuut it would be rude to ignore Teesha, wouldn't it? And, on a more sensible train of thought (which you do happen to have sometimes), letting a stranger stay alone in your ship's engine room might be inadvisable. Who knows, after all, what she could be doing in there.