"I should get dressed first," I said."Why?" Is it not obvious?" I laughed, pointing to my dress." Who is going to see you? Just take your clothes hom.... I shall giveyou a baggage to carry them." What if someone I know sees me?" They will just see a pretty young woman. They will probably hold thedoor open for you. I would not worry if I were you. No one would beable to tell you are a man." Do you really think so?" I asked."Of course. Now let me call the carriage," she went to the carriage. Mom and I were talking about her friend,Mrs. Harada, the sixty year old Japanese-Brazilian massage lady, also a frind and lover of my friiend and lover,Rosalie, who had been married to my pimp, and lover, Al Lombardi."Sometimes, Mrs. Harada is my lover, Sylvia." Sometimes she is mine too, mom." Yes, I know. Isn't she wonderful?" Oh god, mom, she is the sweetest..." What if the three of us got together?" MOM!"My mom was laughing."Just k**ding, honey, just k**ding......I think?" raising her. " Thank you for the complement, Sandra. It's so easy to listen to you because you have so many interesting stories to tell. I actually feel like I now know enough about Mars to realize how little I knew about Mars. As much as I hate to end this, the purser said we will dock at 08:00 ship's time tomorrow. If we want breakfast we need to be there by 06:30."Sandra responded, "Yes and it will be 12:30 pm Triad time, which is also 12:30 New Pittsburgh time. I always find its best to skip straight. ’ She smiled and stepped back out of the room with a simple glance at Angel. James looked back at the beautiful woman sitting beside him, ‘I am sorry, I know you must know me to be sitting here waiting for me to wake up, but for the life of me I can not remember your name.’ he felt his heart clench, but didn’t know why. She took a deep breath and sighed softly, there was no help for it. ‘My name is Angel. We’ve been friends for about 4 years now.’ She told him as little as she could get away.