"Help yourself. I'm going to get a shower."

"Help yourself, B'lail," Alex says, crawling out of bed and stretching. "I'm going to grab a quick shower before we land."

B'lail doesn't hesitate, and within seconds his pants are off and he is straddling the young woman's shoulders, moaning as she begins to lick his stiff cock.

Alex decides to give them some privacy, he makes his way to the shower. It is hard for him to remember that he is aboard an airplane, because the shower is nicer than the one he has back home. Alex leans back, letting the warm water hit him, as he tries to take in all that has happened in the past 24 hours.

Alex's musing is interrupted by a voice saying, "Alex, do you copy?"

Looking around, concerned that someone has discovered his identity, it takes a moment for Alex to realize the voice is coming from the dental implant communicator. It was Davis.

"Yeah, I copy," whispered Alex, trying to keep his voice down.

"I just wanted to say YOU DOG!!!! That was freakin' awesome! What a stud!"

"What are you talking about, Davis?"

"Your communicator picked up everything, Alex, and it was the next best thing to being there, myself. I made a recording, in case you want to listen to it later on. Sounds like the ladies can't keep their hands off you!"

"You're listening in on me all the time?" asked Alex, incredulously. "Not only is that unnecessary and an invasion of my privacy, but it's damn creepy, too."

"Yeah, sorry... We haven't been able to figure out how to let you turn that thing on and off, so we leave it on and monitor everything. Don't worry... I'm the main one listening... It's not like we're putting this out on Facebook or anything."

You're not sure if that is necessarily comforting, knowing that Davis is probably jerking off to the sound of your sexual moans, but you decide there isn't much you can do about it right now.

"Is that all you wanted to tell me, Davis?"

"Yeah... Why, is there anything you need?"

Alex almost punched the wall in frustration. Yes, he needed more information about a lot of things. He said, "Listen, I need more --" but just then he saw B'lail and the girl approaching, so he stopped in mid-sentence.

The couple stood in front of the shower, naked, and glistening with sweat.

"Were you talking, Your Highness?" B'lail asked, looking concerned. "It sounded like you said, 'I need more.' More of what?"

Frantic to come up with an excuse, Alex answers, saying....