" Hi I'm Sta..." Before she could finish her name the mystery man held his finger to her lips, his touch sending a shiver down her spine." No names!" ...e said before adding " Names just seem to get in the way of the connection" Smiling he grabbed Stacy's hand and held it tight just staring into her eyes.They both sat like this, holding each others hands losing themselves in the others eyes. To Stacy it seemed like an eternity before either of them spoke. Stacy found herself speaking, though the. Reluctantly I got out of the car after looking everywhere to make surethat no one was about.I sat on the wall, wincing as my bum felt the slight shock of the coldwall on my scantily clad rear end.Just then I heard the noise of a big engine. I glanced up and saw thatit was a bus coming up the road.I shrunk down a bit, in the vain hope that I wouldn't be noticed. WhatI didn't realise was that the bus stop was right by where we had brokendown!Of course it stopped next to us and out came about a. He said they wont let me. I didn't want to know. I said OK, I'll meet ya there. he said OK and off he went. I was nervous and wanted to back out. I figured I cant use the flat tire excuse anymore. I just drove across the street and to the far corner next to a trailer. he was there already and he was off his bike. I backed in and he jumped in the car. he had his shorts off and wasn't wearing any underwear. He removed his shirt and slid off his shoes. he threw one leg over the back of the seat. Including the ship's former captain.And so for the second time she found herself knocking one afternoon (ship's arbitrary time) at his door. This time there was no delay at all before he called peremptorily, "Come!" Once again she proceeded cautiously, activating her communicator and leaving her key outside; once again it proved unnecessary, as she found him seated where he'd been the last time she'd seen him—again with no visible or olfactory evidence of alcoholic consumption."Good day,.