He paid no nevermind when they all had him. It was over soon enough. He laid still, waiting for dusk to cover his steaming body with the coolness of s...ealth. He was stiff and almost unable to move, but he found the inner will to keep going. It was almost dawn when he finally reached home. He had never been so glad to see such a pathetic ruin in his life. It took him two hours to draw enough water for a bath. He didn’t mind that it was cold. He just needed to be clean. It was during his. He kept growing into the challenging post very fast. None of my officers had any problems with him doing it. They all liked him; he was polite, collegial and listened to advice. I can only say he is missed aboard the Hyperion. He often appears deep in thought, even a little depressed or very quiet, so I had him take out the Hyperion and like all bridge officers he took the Conn at times. Once he sits in that Chair he changes, you can feel his confidence. And his age somehow vanishes, crew. I took a long bath that afternoon and started to get ready, I out on the black sheer bra and matching bikini panties. I slipped on my black hose. I made myself up, I had long hair back then and did it up elegantly. I slipped on my little black dress and 4" heels. I stood back and examined myself in the mirror and said to myself, hmmm this oughta do it. Dave gave me his hotel info and was to meet him at the hotel restaurant at 6:00.As I was driving I was nervous and excited as I had just. In too busy watching the road. And her skirt as it has climbed over her knee and is now bunching a third the way higher than that. If only the hem were looser. Her legs are smooth and silky. Dancer or athlete? I bet she’s still active. I know from bar gossip that she was a cheerleader and did some cross country in high school. I remember hearing once something about her and the balance beam. But that could have been Britt trying to play her up as flexible to score her a date. Stacy has never.