“I can also offer plain yellow mustard, Dijon mustard, or even mayonnaise.”“No, this is perfect. So are you. I will be very proud to escort you ...o Sunday school and church, and anywhere else you might want to go, too.”She blushed again. Holding my hand, she said, “Let’s pray.” She prayed for our time together and the food. I joined her in the amen.We ate and then left for the church. We got out of my car and people stared at us as we walked inside holding hands. I don’t think Morgan had ever. Then she kissed her friend, who returned the kiss with passion. ‘I do want this!’ Linda exclaimed, as much to herself as Lynette. ‘I want to make love with you!’ She pushed Lynette onto her back and began caressing and kissing her friend’s lean body. ‘Yes! Yes!’ Lynette moaned as Linda’s lips covered and sucked her breasts. Meanwhile, Linda’s hand was moving everywhere on her body, thrilling her, exulting her. This was even better than she’d dreamed it would be! Linda avidly moved her caresses. Never mind the high nutsofactor of being in this bizarre room that looked designed for humansacrifice. Or that he was here against his will. Nope, the onlythought was in Sam's brain: 'Hmmm, I know CPR, so... '"Monsieur, Marji is ...une voyant ..."Philippa's voice drew Sam from his ogling. "A what?" "Pardonnez-moi," Philippa said. "I struggle with the Englishequivalent. 'Une voyant' is a French expression." I figured. Do you mean ...um ... a conduit ...like a ...clairvoyant?"Philippa. I reached down and caught a grab bar as I stared at an engineering access hatch. It was not one of the normal personal hatches into a ship but it did have an airlock which was large. I grinned as I had an idea and let the grab bar go and finished the inspection.After I came back into the station I went looking for a friend. Sam was at a bar trying to buy time with a woman. I slapped his shoulder, "we need to talk."He glanced at me, "fade Snow."I sighed, "do not make me call in your marker."He.