I opened the canopy and climbed out.The moment I stepped onto the stairs the cradle moved my ship to a storage bay, right next to ... that’s interes...ing ... a second strike craft identical to mine. I suppose it’s always nice to have a backup. Afterall, how many people can say they have a backup body? I turned and headed for the bridge. Another indication that this was planned was that every function of the ship was automated. The regular stations were there on the bridge, but the captain’s. ’ I blushed. There was silence. I think he was sorry the time had come to an end and I would be getting dressed. He gazed at my naked body. ‘Well, that is all for today. You have things to work on.’ ‘Yes sir.’ ‘You can get dressed and I will see you next week.’ ‘Thank you sir.’ ********************************* After leaving the Maestro’s studio. I stood by his door leaning against the wall. My legs felt weak. I was sweating and I could tell that my pantieswere completely soaked. Not only that. The music begins again, a slow sultry number. He keeps me held tight against him and we sway slightly, barely moving. We stare in to each others eyes, messages of questioning and acceptance pass without even a word being spoken. Finally as the song ends we slowly make our way back to the table with hands lightly linked. We pay the bill and walk out in to the crisp night. We turn the corner in to the darkened parking lot where the rental car awaits. Again our eyes meet and instantly awareness. . this isChristie . . . yes, this is some storm ... you're kidding ... when willit come back on? ... that long, huh? ... oh, well, that sounds great ...sure, we'll be there ... may we bring a guest? ... Kimberly's cousin; I'msure she'd love to meet you ... you'll like her, too ... she's prettierthan both of us ... no, I'm not kidding ... that's very sweet of you tosay, but she really is ... we have two carts here with us. We got caughtin the rain this afternoon so we came here ... we could.