Maria still lived free of rent, in the farm cottage. She had been brought up in England, and had elected to stay here after her father had died. She o...casionally helped out on the farm, as a part time worker, especially, during hay making, and other peak times. She had been my very first love, when we were teenagers. Maria had the typical Mediterranean colouring and temperament. She was a pretty girl, and I could see that she had matured, although I had not seen much of her since the outbreak. And felt them give. Her fingers slid through the sheets! The substance inside was cold, and soft, and kind of sticky.She raised her left hand and brought the palm in front of her face. In the dark, it was no more substantial than it had been pressed against the bed, but somehow the action served to lend definition to her sensations. The stuff inside the mattress had stuck. Her fingers felt grainy and there was an uncomfortable pressure under her nails.She moved her feet, looking for the edge of. We had enough doctors for two teams with one doctor able to rotate service. I planned on five reconstructions per team per day. We would take one day off every seven days. I wanted my doctors to be excellent and not fatigued. We still had about 50 million patients in stasis.We have six operating theaters so we could accommodate eight teams with two teams having time for R&R. I already had my request into the medical schools back on Earth. We had accommodations in the hospital for the extra. We actually sat there kissing each other for several minutes and I was able to show him how to make it really passionate."Wasn't that fun, Bobby?" He nodded. "You know that girls really like to have their breasts rubbed, but maybe you should go slow," and with that I took his hands and put them on my ribs. "Slide your hands up slowly - see if she stops you. ... Good ... Feel the sides of my boobs? ... Hehe ... Keep kissing her .. me ..." Finally I pulled one of his hands across the front of my.