She was surprised when she felt an uneasy tension fill him. He lifted his head and Kat could see the confusion and lust warring in his eyes. What was ...oing on? Did he or did he not want to make love with her?Charlie?Ah, hell. He leaned forward and rested his head against hers. She could feel the tremors shake him as he fought with the desire to make love to her. What kind of dream was this? she wondered. She wanted him but it seemed like even in here he was destined to resist her.I can't do. The stockings are special and trimmed indelicate lace at the top. Morgen chose them because you'll be able tosee them at the very top of the slit of the gown as I walk or sit. Thethought of that lace peaking out makes me shiver.I sit at my desk with a hand mirror (oh, how much nicer it would be ifI could just do this at the Mrs. Feyla's dressing table, I thinkwistfully) and apply my makeup. I use the new techniques for 'datenight makeup' which Janice taught me just this morning and I am. I’m going to bury myself inside you all night.”He didn’t say this roughly, or wantonly, or crudely. It sounded nearly like a confession, an almost guilty admission.Something about his words and the tone of them stirred my curiosity, but then he worked on my clothing and started kissing my neck and all I could think of was having sex again. I just needed and wanted; never before had I been so disconnected from the rest of my surroundings. All that existed was Patrick and me standing in his. If only she had listened to her fathers advice to bite through her studies. Or to her mother who was totally against any of Heviyas plans about pursuing a career in space and away from the Solar System. She was still bemoaning the decisions which brought her here when a series of barked commands from the metal faced woman who had shot Nadine brought her back to the here and now. "Break is over pendejos, time to move over to your new pen. You, you, you," she pointed her rifle at Aleksey, Captain.