I was breathing in her perfume, I was delirious with overriding passion, I just had to talk about something else other than that which was in my mind ...therwise I would spoil it all, I was that near, just feeling her daunting kiss and now her palms brush around the back of my head and neck, I was so near to the point of no return, but I couldn’t fuck her yet, I felt she wanted so much more first, I felt she wanted lots of pampering and warming. I would talk about the colours again, that’s it.. One end had been set up for breakfast for four.I turned as a very striking woman entered the room. She was wearing an abaya that had a close to the body fit, and a distinctive gold and silver diamond pattern woven into the black cloth. Her long black hair was not veiled. Many women in this dome wore a loose fitted black abaya or a reflective version over their spacesuits.She nodded her head at us. “We hope you don’t mind, but we wish to thank you for saving our son,” she said in a sweet. "Sure Mil," Connie replied, "why not, I'll meet you by the elevators in five minutes." When they hit the lobby Millie asked where Connie wanted to go for lunch. Connie thought about it for a second and replied, "Ya know Mil, I'm feeling a little blue this morning, so what I'd really like to do is go for a quick shave if that's all right with you!?!" Millie laughed and answered quickly, "Fine by me, let's go!"The two women entered the salon and went directly to the hostess who was busy taking. ’ ‘And who are you?’ The man snapped. Trista looked over and walked to Thomas. She slung her arm across his back and rested her head on his shoulder. The man looked at Thomas then at Trista. ‘This is my husband.’ ‘Whatever.’ the guy said as he walked away. ‘Nothing but an ugly nasty whore anyway.’ the man mumbled. He must have thought that he said it light enough not to be heard but Thomas was quick to turn around and jump in front of the guy. ‘Excuse me. Would you mind repeating that for me. I.