Then he had asked Ronald whether Ronald wanted to help him out and that he, Jack, could return the favor by helping Ronald out, perhaps by setting him...up with a date. I smiled, thinking that I knew where Jack was leading up to, but I was wrong.I had more or less expected him to ask me to go on a date with Ronald, but instead he asked me to help Ronald get over his inexperience with girls. He said it would be no problem for him, me putting out with his roommate, but if I had any sort of. With the burn he would be doing to make the orbital changes, he was looking at about 18 hours 'till rendezvous. No problem. He had supplies to maintain orbit for several days, if he had to.4 hours after the second course correction burn, the craft bucked, and alarms went off! Within 15 seconds Cheyenne was calling for a situation report."This is Orbital 1. I have damage alarms showing external damage. Cheyenne, this area of space is supposed to be clear of space junk, correct? Over," Steve. He slid his hands around to the front of her, his touch nearly, but not quite, sneaking under her panties. He pressed himself against the back of her and nibbled on her ear. "You still don't like me very much, do you?" he whispered. If it had been any other man, she had a script of saucy replies. But, now, she was as speechless as she had ever been. "Answer me," he said. He slipped a hand into the waistband of her panties and caressed her from hipbone to hipbone. "I don't," she said. "I didn't. Janet took a step towards me, "These trips I go on, trying to relive my youth, you were right." I stammered, desperately trying to remember the conversation. Then she blurts out, "I need sex." Janet then reached up, and slid off the spaghetti straps on her dress. It fell down to the ground softly, just like tissue paper. "You have what I need Blue-eyes, and you're going to love giving it to me." Her fully revealed nude body left me jaw-dropped. My eyes drifted from hers, slowly down her body..