Despite getting a well deserved taste of my own medicine, I was scarlet with humiliation and could feel tears welling in my eyes. As she stood laughin..., her shirt still open and her breasts heaving from the struggle, me burning with shame and embarrassment, I looked her in the face and told her she would pay for this. Earlier I had told her not to call me a bitch again and that I would get her back. “How?” she had asked simply. I was on the spot and had to think quickly. “I’ll shame you in. ”“I’ve not hidden anything that might be important, I just ... we’ve all heard rumors about what goes on behind closed doors on the station, I guess I just didn’t want everyone to see me as any less of a professional. I’m not some muddy recruit sharing a dorm with a Borealan.” Her face grew redder and she looked out across the lake, watching her alien companion as he drifted slowly through the water, matching pace with the slower humans like some kind of green submarine. “It’s not like I went. During sunset, she had finally gathered the courage to talk to him and explain herself. The spot where they stood couldn’t have been more beautiful. A vast lake in front of them, green grass behind and they walked together on sand as she tried to start a conversation. It was ironic how romantic the place was, especially when she could sense the aloof attitude of her former paramour. He told her with a straight face, that they would talk later at night so that it didn’t create a scene in front. Mynervousness returned at that instant, and I was desperately trying tocome up with a reasonable explanation for the situation as we neared hisdesk.Faith, however, was made of sterner stuff. She put one of Tara's armsaround my shoulders so I could keep her on her feet by myself and wentto the desk, handing the room keys back to the receptionist. "Thanks abunch," she said in a counterfeit casual tone. "I've got to go early. Achange in plans." If you want a refund," the old man began, "we---" No,.