Now, all he kept talking about was me being with two women. He had put an add on Craigslist and was interviewing women that I could meet with. I wasn...��t really sure about being with another woman. I had never done anything like that before. Peter said it would be very exciting seeing two women be with me. He finally found a couple that was looking to explore with another woman. They were a married couple looking for something exciting. He spoke mostly to a woman named Maggie. Peter had said she. Everybody brightened up in his presence. From Sam & me to Joey and the squad and Mr. Johnson. And all the staff.He was yelling down the counter at the cashier, asking if this food had been sprayed for pests since it had been out for over a week. But he went on piling it on his plate, pointing at some meatballs and telling Sam to try the eyeballs because he knew they were fresh since he'd taken them out yesterday. Once again, he insisted on paying and once again the cashier told him to get away. That was the way it must stay, however. While Runt could overcome this, Schaffer must remain stalwart. If everything went according to plan, he might be off this godforsaken planet in a few more days, and all without the dark stain of xenophilia on his conscience. Maybe he was making too big a deal of it. Hell, he had heard rumors about certain personnel on the Pinwheel station who had supposedly bedded Borealans. They were mostly praised as badasses for taking on the challenge, and then. The accumulation of the emails and the talks about our stranger-to-stranger encounter has electrified my whole body. I see this image of you knocking on my door, pulling me into your arms. We kiss as your fingers caress every inch of me. We soon become a frenzy of discarded clothing and end up on the bed. Later that day I see you online. We chat and I type,” Are we still meeting Sunday?” You than type, “I do not know, according to your email you need a down to earth fucking now, how’s about me.