”Jeff gave her a deep hot kiss and her tongue met his almost instantly. The sexual chemistry sizzled between them. He pulled back and took her hand....��Come on, then.”Christina actually giggled as she dragged Jeff out of the pool. They didn’t bother to grab towels as they raced to the elevator. Standing in the box, Jeff felt his stomach go all swimmy at the prospect of spending nekkid time with Christina. She kept a wild look in her eyes as she took deep giggly breaths.The elevator door opened and. ”“Good. Hold out your hand.” Michel did as she asked, a puzzled expression on his face. She pulled a pen from her purse and wrote her address and phone number on his palm. “Pick me up around seven-thirty.”She sped through the rest of her grocery shopping then she rushed home to get ready. She’d gone out a few times since splitting with her husband. Somehow this felt more special.He was surprised when she chose a small, family-run Italian bistro over an expensive, nouveau cuisine restaurant. She. I was lost of words, blushing. As I grabbed his arms, I could feel how strong he was. I could smell his hardon :o He leaned into me and kissed me. Then he shoved his big tounge into my mouth. I hate kissing guys, but had nowhere to run. Tried my best to push him away, but forgot how weak I'd become :o All in a sudden, he turned me around and yanked my week arms up against my back, hard. -"So, where's your bedroom, bitch?" I tried to struggle as he pushed me through my kitchen and into my. . there was no urgency. Just the tease.To leave. Not to run back to Alicia or run home. But to actually go somewhere. Out there. To go out there, beyond the stars, as one science fiction movie had said.That's what had drawn me into astronomy—a childhood of Star Trek, Star Wars, Battlestar Galactica and every science fiction novel I could get my hands on. It was coupled with the telescope Dad had given me at ten. Some of my best memories from my early teen years were bundling up against the cold.