Alex was in trouble, AGAIN, and I couldn’t help him here from Terra, the home of humanity, and worse yet, SHE was with him. Until she sent her mail ...o me, I was content to hate her with a passion, because she was not only where I had dreamed to be, but she was so beautiful, and that red hair, I would have KILLED someone for hair like that before my injury.To think that ... no good House Spoiled Brat was not only sharing the ship with MY NAME ON IT, but probably fucking Alex every chance she. I put the beer down, shrugged off the cost, and struggled out of the boots. Retrieving my beer, I headed after her into the family room. She was sitting on the couch. I had sat there many times before, sometimes with her or our daughters. But this time was different. This time she was nude! I stood in the doorway to the room, stuck in one, unmoving spot. Her breasts, that I had so recently seen through the window, were now unobstructed, unrestrained, just a few feet away. Her face was a mix. ”“Oh, there you are sweetie! Rachel just got here. She’s gonna be babysitting you for the rest of the day.”I groaned. My mom and dad thought that I was too irresponsible to be home alone and so when they occasionally went out, they would ask Rachel to come over and keep me company. Today, they were going out of state to catch a show. They wouldn’t be home till after midnight and Rachel was staying over. What luck, I thought to myself.“Mom! I already told you, it’s not babysitting! Rachel’s just. He’d kill Richard and wind up on CNN. The stairs creaked under my weight. I quickly ascended them. I got to my room, stripped, hoped into the shower and let the steam take me over. The streams of hot water stung the bruises forming on my back. I knew better than to go out with him anyway, my brother warned me. He said Richard had a reputation. I thought that was an ambiguous term. Reputation implied that he knew women, how to work them up and get them all hot and bother, and in the mood. Not.