At some point she took my hand again and whispered, "Let me take you home." I nodded. She took my coat and called a cab. The taxi driver was ranting a...out government and economy as I sat there with just one question on my mind, "What the fuck am I doing?" As though she knew what I was thinking, she squeezed my hand harder and gave me an 'It's alright' look. Even though, I was freaking out. Those full lips of hers, opening gently as she exhaled as the moon illuminated her cleavage. I was. My heart sank as I realized just how serious Melissa was about what she said last night. This was not good and this was not a joke.I finally got the courage to rise and see what kind of things were in "my" closet, and thus what I might be wearing. I was expecting it to be bad, but to my horror, it was worse than bad. My knees went weak again as my eyes scanned what must have been 200 dresses, skirts, nightgowns, full slips, blouses, and dozens of pairs of shoes. I didn't see a pair of pants. "Have you and Mrs. Andrews... um... you know... done anything... um like sexual?" Lauren asks, hemming and hawing and not looking at her mother. Mom waits a long time before answering."Why is that important to you, Lauren?" Mom asks. "So you have," Lauren says."But why is it important?" Mom coaxes her."Because I think I might be bisexual," Lauren blurts out. "You think you might be or you are?" Mom asks."I'm attracted to this girl," Lauren says. "But I also like guys," she adds quickly. "She. .. or anything else that you want to learnThe four humans looked at each other in shock at her words. Jen looked at the hologram and asked. "Before we continue, what is your name?"Surprised by the question the AI, replied, "I don't have one, I am just the AI unit assigned to this ship. My designation is a series of alphanumeric characters."Jen looked at the AI in shock."That is not fair! You should have a name! Especially with all you have gone through."She thought for a few seconds, and then a.