Pam was sitting slumped forward on the toilet with her panties pulled down to mid-calf. Her hands were touching the floor on each side of her stocking...clad legs. Her head was turned to the left and I could see her blue eyes staring lifelessly across the room. I touched her face, it was stone cold. What was I going to do? I should call 911 but there was no hurry! I couldnt save her life and neither could they. Then I remembered my fantasy. I had always had a fantasy about making love to my wife. After three years, her mother passed away, but by now Jane (that was not her name at the time, of course) was set in her ways and continued living in their house and following the same routine.The men at the law firm considered Jane prim and proper and unapproachable, but after she had been there about five years, an older man who was a senior partner at the firm took a shine to her. When he started plying her with compliments and gifts, she soaked up the attention like a parched plant soaking. Both were absorbing William and Leonardo while backfilling the gaps they had in the evolution of human societies.They no longer looked like school kids, having used the medical tubes on William Penn to advance their physical development during the long trip. Both were more interested than ever in pursuing careers that would put them on starships.Sara dragged Kim along with her when she went to talk about their career options with Admiral Grayson."Is that really you, Sarita?" Ben Grayson met the. She received it and instructions to sit at the table so he could wait on her. She enjoyed breakfast, being spoiled and sitting across from her husband. Breakfast passed quickly and Lawrence needed to go. She rose as well, needing to get home, and get her car out of the way. They walked out of the house together. Before walking to their cars he asked, ‘Can I stop by your house after work and help you pack your things to bring here?’ She wanted everything to be okay again, but there was still.