They were silent. The only sound was rain pelting the window. She stripped off her sweater and set it on a nearby chair. Gilbert did the same to his s...ort coat and tie. He kicked off his shoes. He didn’t remove more of his own clothing. As was his custom, he would strip her first. He enjoyed viewing them, nude, lying in the middle of the bed, waiting for him. Some tried to curl up and hide themselves. Others lay motionless in acceptance. A few, the wild ones, would lie with outstretched arms. At that point, we could cut our way out of the tank and attack the base from the landing dock. This seemed like a workable idea, so that's what we selected as our plan.We spent a month training with our new spacesuits and equipment before we considered ourselves ready to go. We already knew the schedule and lack of attention to his job exhibited by the crook who had carried in the beacon, so we decided to pick on him to be our pack mule.The spaceship doing the spraying was a standard freighter. "I sympathized, "Just be thankful they want to help. I'm sure there are nursing and medical textbooks at both PJC and UWF. I recall both had nursing programs."Irene looked puzzled and realizing she wasn't from this area I added, "PJC is Pensacola Junior College and UWF is the University of West Florida."At that point she argued, "Well, you don't just learn nursing from textbooks. Most of it is hands on. Where are they going to get the practice? Never mind, I'll do the best I can."Trying to. Her eyes glittered, half open, watching him. He couldn’t be sure, but he imagined them going to the front of his shorts. If they did, she didn’t react, only lying there with her arms at her sides. Honestly, though, his eyes weren’t looking at hers. His eyes jittered in their sockets, moving all over her exposed skin.He went back to her ankles. He’d worked her feet over already. Moving to her shins and then her thighs, he was treated when she moved her legs apart.There it was ... her sexual core.