I had often fantasized about feeling his strong arms around me, caressing the back of his neck and losing myself in the warm, passionate, perfect kiss...that he must be the master of, considerate and intelligent as he was. These thoughts always made me blush when he was nearby. I pushed those thoughts ruthlessly away and worked on my ‘stone face’ in the mirror as the sleeve of his gi brushed past mine. Focus, I told myself sternly. Sensei finished telling his story, then, since class was about to. I am bringing this ship home, with her crew, if it is physically possible to do so. Think of the worst-case scenarios, and then counter them. I know you can do it."What could I do but say 'Yes Sir,' and watch him leave with a smile on his face. Though what I can do to counter the things going through my mind, I don't know. Sunday 1st September 2075I had a disagreement with our illustrious Mission Specialist today. I was working my way through live circuits trying to identity why we appear to. She knew about his history with other girls in the school, popular and already enticing the boys with more mature, developed figures, but that was in the past – he was with her now. They did the normal things high school kids did. They went to movies and to the new discos and dance clubs that kept opening. They hung out. A lot. Jilly didn’t mind, though, as she couldn’t dream that anyone would ever kiss her better than Terry did. And even though she knew he wanted much more than just making. Apparently wanting to end my ramble, Jack placed a gentle kiss on my lips.“Calm down Holly. It’ll be okay.” “You’re not mad?” “Why would I be?” “I didn’t tell you that I have a boyfriend at home, I just jumped on you and wouldn’t leave till we did it.” “It’s okay. You’re here now. Home doesn’t matter… and neither does your dorm. Come on, let’s wash you up. You want to take a shower?” “Yeah.” I managed, drying away some tears.Jack held me in his arms as we sat on the couch. “I’m sorry.