Our conversation, as with most, began with life's generalities and went right on into the more specific areas when you know you're being attracted to ...he person.I was twenty-six, almost twenty-seven, at the time, and I figured she was maybe twenty-nine or thirty. The meetings lasted three afternoons and evenings and we both began switching our place cards so we were always seated together. By the last dinner, I told her I would like to see her outside of work."Carrie, this is our last meal. "I am, I've never been surer. Please show me" she replied. I was lost and knew it. "Baby, I'm not sure I'll be happy with just kissing but I promise, you only have to say 'stop' and I will". With that I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her. Just brushing my lips on hers at first as my hand stoked her face. As her arms went around my neck and pulled me closer I began running my tongue along her lips until she opened her mouth and then we really started. "Not bad for a first timer" I said. . although I think I've read that that ship design was never actually used."Anyway you cut it; this is going to be months long nightmare even after we land. Right now we have over thirty-eight thousand people to pick up counting concubines, and all their children. If it all works out we'll do it in a little over a day. If it takes much longer than that people we don't want to know what's going on are going to notice and I don't even want to think about what will happen then."With all these. And if they were his secret admirer, they weren't giving him any clear hints either. It was hard to tell what might be hiding beneath their clothing. He felt a little like Prince Charming, except instead of a glass slipper, he was searching for the owner of a gorgeous pair of tits. The thought made him laugh to himself, as he was walking back to his office with Craig. "What's funny?" "Nothing." "You want to get some lunch?" "Sorry, I can't," Taylor lied. "I have to finish writing this.