She'd found the young lieutenant McGuire outside the smouldering hull. The brave girl had tried to pull one of the crew clear before collapsing hersel.... It had been a waste of her energies everyone was dead apart from the two women.Connie thought back to pre launch; the front covers of Esquire the title something about 'babes in space'. She'd just gone along with it for NASA's sake, oh and her husband had thought it great too. At 36 she still looked fabulous and along with her young blonde co. As the music provided background noise, she fluffed the pillows on the bed and sprayed the bed sheets with Victoria’s Secret “Room 504”. She was waiting for her husband Liu to come home from work and the scent brought back memories of one of their best love-making sessions. “After all” she thought, “it worked the last time”. She left the bedroom when she heard his car pull up into the driveway. With a slam of the door, she heard him walk up the driveway and turn the key to the front door.. Martinez’s ass, don’t bet your house on it. He put the picture down. “A criminal prosecutor being shot, that makes sense. But this guy, he specializes in getting sons of bitches out of jail. Who the fuck would want him dead? Fuck me, I need a smoke. Sophia!” He called out to his secretary. The woman walked in clearly pissed to be at work at 10 pm. Jay watched her walk over. She was older than he was maybe 45 or maybe a little older, but he scolded himself for not knowing. Her tits were small. Our lips burned against each other. I could taste something sweeter than the infusion on hers. Something that I could only describe as life. Joyful life. I kissed her hungrily. Her hand tightening in my hair, she pulled me away. She breathed heavily. ‘Slowly,’ she said. She kissed me once. Twice. Our lips settled together. How long did we kiss? I am not certain. Time meant nothing to me. I did not realize that there was anything else in the universe except our lips until I felt her hand sliding.