She was looking tired and helped her in getting the bus ticket. I was just observing her; she looked very beautiful and had a perfect figure, nice rou...d boobs and well-shaped butt, she was a married lady in mid 30 She was fair in complexion and chubby. Crowed was increasing and she was getting uncomfortable, when I tried to find out what was making her annoyed, i noticed a man who was standing in the 2nd footrest holding the same iron bar was teasing her soft and well-built boobs. He was. Tonight, is going to be different. It is intentional and the anticipation is very erotic. I step out of the room for the stairs and my heart is racing. My heels click on each hardwood tread of the stairs announcing my approach. This is someone I only met this morning by name. Another young man … another ghost. I don’t know who it is yet. That was part of it. The unknown. I am arriving to discover who it is I am giving myself to this night. How erotic is that?I turn into the living. "We have one rigged out as a lifeboat and personnel shuttle, the other is full of cargo. Not much to see in the cargo gig, just more boxes." Is there something else to do in hyperspace?" I asked. "No? Let's do both gigs."I had seen standard Consortium Class 20 gigs before. We entered through the airlock and turned left. Cockpit forward with a small locker. Two crew positions—though only one was required for this tiny craft. A comfort station—full shower, toilet, folding sink—was just behind the. It drove them nuts that I planned everything and was the little over achiever. Which was outside of their hippie laid back world." I share with her"Hmph, well my parents wouldn't of liked you." I furrow my brow at her odd statment. She catches my look and quickly apologizes. "No sweetie, I didn't mean it that way. They would LOVE you because you are a bad ass business woman, but they are just too old fashion...that's all." Well, it's a good thing they can't always tell us what to do." "Yeah".