My cock twitched at the thought of having her to myself for practically a whole day and shopping was playing no part of my plans. "Not at all, you do ...hat you like" my aunt replied making me smile as I knew Sandra would indeed be doing what she liked. "That's sorted then, I'll try and make sure you don't get too bored" I said, grinning, to Sandra. "Right, I'm off to bed so I'll see you all in the morning". "Ok, night Rob" my auntand mother said as Sandra piped up "See you Rob, looking forward. It is my responsibility to ensure that everyone in my ship knows what not to do and knows what to do when things go wrong and that is the reason I have refused to simply embark students and cast off setting sail for the nearest hyperpoint.Some of you have made disparaging comments about the service because the space navies take three months to indoctrinate, train and assess recruits before the recruit even enters a space ship. I do concede that part of that time is spent on service customs,. I keep myself fully shaved."Uh, yeah?" Lyssa mumbled as I started shaving."Yes, I thought maybe I'd get you one thing, but then I thought of something else. You know, sometimes it's justso hard to decide," I rambled aimlessly on, and then satdown, spread my legs wide and applied shaving cream downone side of my lips.I could hear Lyssa breathing just a few feet away, but I didn't look over at her.Gently, I ran the razor along, taking off what almost non-existent stubble there was. Then I rinsed. What the hell, I thought. Sylvia could drive Peter around on her errands and I could sit on my ass drinking good coffee."So you have to show the model home this afternoon?" I asked. I knew that she did, since the messages were mostly about the housing development."Yes and we could have sold out already, if you didn't require the ten percent down," She said."So you say, lots of people will tell you that they would buy, if only. Everyone who says no, needs an excuse. We are not going to take.