After she had disappeared behind her tree, Shannon called out that they were ready for Ray and I to commence with our visiting. Ray made a beeline str...ight over to Clara, and I could hear the two of them talking softly together, and listened as Clara giggled at almost everything that Ray said to her. I decided to go over to Trudie's tree, mostly to hear what it was that she thought would change either Ray's or my mind about who we would pick. She must have known that she wasn't first or second. It’s probably not going to buzz cornfields in a flying hubcap hoping to be captured on film.I had this idea in my isolation tank once that alien life is probably not going to come here in a ship, but rather travel as an idea and go directly into our minds. I’ve had some psychedelic experiences where I felt like ideas were actually living things, or a part of a single living, gigantic thing and that every single piece of creative work ever done by people is actually all connected by the same. ’ She offered her right hand. Mr. Richard held it. ‘It must be rough. I am a working woman.’ ‘But even in working women there are parts that are smooth and soft,’ he said. She gave her chin a coy jerk and snorted. ‘Can I feel those?’ he said pointing to her valley with his chin. She turned he head away. Mr. Richard took this as consent and placed his hand over the breastbone and then slid his hand under the blouse. It lasted but a second. She moved away and after a hurried swab of what remained. By the time we boarded the plane, I was a little more than relaxed physically, but still madder than hell mentally. How was I going to handle this, I kept running different scenario's through my head when suddenly I stopped thinking about the problems at home and couldn't help but think about that luscious woman sitting just across the aisle from me. I hadn't noticed her before, as she was covered in a blanket, apparently sleeping, but now she had turned around and I could see her beauty..