I did ask around the complex though, but none of my neighbors remembered ever seeing her. It was as frustrating as it was confusing, and I might have ...oubted my sanity if not for that tiny pair of panties she left with me. Thankfully, my girlfriend never got wind of what happened that night, and eventually I was more or less able to settle back into our normal relationship. Susan and I may not have been the most compatible couple in the world, but we did understand each other and managed to. Marshall started to discuss his top. She said, "You know it's hot and you'll be working hard. What about a tank top? Amy has a few here."Derry loved this. He had a slender torso and arms, and he thought he looked great in a tank top. But he had always feared as a male that some bully would notice him and pick a fight or at least cause a humiliating moment about his lack of physique.The only trouble was the lavender top that Mrs. Marshall was holding up was not "unisex" in any respect. It was. . and even better to come in here afterward for warm drinks.”“Oh, an Irish Coffee, please,” Abby said. “Yeah, nature is sometimes inconvenient...”“Just wait, Milady. Once we get further south ... relaxing naked on the upper deck, bar open under the stars, just the navigation lights? It’s like flying through space ... but with liquor, drugs, and sex.”“That does raise the question, Shelley,” Abby replied, eyeing the bartender’s curves, “what are the regulations about crew and passengers. Then the gurney carrying his lover started its journey down the hall and into an elevator that whisked her away from him. He just stood there watching, as if by some miraculous quirk of fate, his longing would bring her back instantly. His reverie was broken by the arrival of the lab technician that daily took him for the daily battery of tests. Resignedly, he allowed himself to be escorted to the lab, and the endless rounds of testing equipment that told someone more about his body than he.