“No,” she said. She looked like she was going to say more, but didn’t.“Me neither.” I said. “I don’t really think it’s anybody else’... business if you’re happy and I’m happy.” I added. I got that fearful feeling in my throat ... that feeling of peril, like when I thought she was going to stop the baths. “Do you think we could do it again?” I asked.She gave me a level look. “You’re my son,” she said.“Duh.” I said before I could stop it. It was another typical teen response and I felt stupid for. I decided to check on the 'office'. I grabbed $200 from my stash and caught the subway. I didn't want to accidentally run into that conductor I had glaumed Mabel from. That gink might bear a grudge and try to knock me off!The 'office' hadn't changed in a month, the area was so run-down that the dust wouldn't even get together. I turned the radio on for company and I tried to sort out the last two months. The G-men were keeping track of me, that was no bunk. They must have been, otherwise they. "6 hours earlier..."ETA?" Lorian asked Karyn Archer, who had the helm. Even though it was the ship's night time, the captain had manned the bridge with the Alpha shift, as docking to a badly damaged space station that had only recently been seized from enemy occupation was nothing to be left to the most inexperienced shift."Two hours at present speed." Mr. Sato, Hail Salem One." Salem One, this is NX-10 Endurance requesting approach vector for convoy V-15." This is Salem One. Permission to. I casually ran my fingers down the buttons. I could see that she was surprised that I had the temerity to ply my fingers on a part of her body which was so personal. I grasped one button and gently pulled it so that she had to stick her crotch out at me. Emboldened, I ran my hand gently down into the V of her legs and squeezed her softly.Some women get a hint of what’s coming and start squealing, others just run. The good ones give you an encouraging smile. Ms Naidu had the beginnings of a.