You will not assault or hamper my staff. You will not attempt to damage the ship in any way. You will not attempt to communicate with anyone not autho...ized by your helper. Do you understand, Agent Pan?"Pan nodded, but remained silent."If you should break one of these rules, you will be confined to a small cell in the brig. If you make a nuisance of yourself, I may change my mind about your potential value and just have you pushed out of an airlock."With that final threat, delivered so casually,. I mentioned the need to Julia, who I knew was already thinking the same thing. She immediately seized on it, "That's a GREAT idea! Ron needs a coming out party, so we can..." Ahh. Ron would rather not 'come out'. He's perfectly happy being heterosexual. Trust me on this; I know him VERY well." NOT that sort of 'coming out'. I mean coming out TO SOCIETY."I knew what Julia meant, but it's sometimes fun to tease her. "Are any of society going to be homosexual? Because if they are, I'd rather 'stay. I ran my hand through her hair, gripping it firmly and giving a gentle tug which made her moan slightly. I then decided to be a little bolder and moved my hand up the back of her jumper, stroking and gripping. I had a huge hard on by now which was getting uncomfortable in my jeans. Bolder still I moved my hand down and eased it into the waistband of her trousers, cupping her buttocks. All this time we continued kissing, exploring each others mouths with our tongues. She then broke off at this. We were sort of outsiders because my mom had no man domiciled in the apartment and she spoke with a high-class tone due to being raised in a convent by French sisters with very strict rules on grammar and etiquette. My sister and I spoke in the "lingua franka" of any neighborhood in which we found ourselves situated.I was, of course, a good little altar boy and a favorite of the priests, brothers and sisters of the parish. However, when my mother's deficiency in spousal distribution was common.