”“I can’t wait, but then again I can wait, it’s hard to explain.”“I know what you mean. You wanna hurry up and leave so we can be on our o...n, but you don’t wanna leave because we’d be leaving everything behind. I feel the same way.”“Yeah. One door closes and another one opens. Maybe after a while we can come back and open that last door again. We might have some unfinished business here.”“Yeah, maybe. Who knows, things might change, we might move back for good.”“We’d have to move away first. .. my parents ... my brother ... my baby sister ... my girlfriend. She was pregnant with our first child. They killed her one week before our wedding." Masaro was now crying hysterically.The three officers were taken aback momentarily, when they realized the sheer magnitude of Masaro's tragedy. T'Pol watched out of the window, trying to give the impression of being in deep thought, while in reality she had to fight hard to regain control. Nothing could justify ensign Masaro's actions or his. ?" Her eyes suddenly drooped and then struggled to open again. They were still locked onto my own. "Oh... It's going to happen, isn't it?" The eyes drooped again; forced themselves open. "I'm... I'm going to be addicted... I'm going to be like Brenda... Addicted forever..." Her knees would no longer support her body, and she sagged in my arms. "Yours... forever..." Yes. Mine forever. So relaxed. So very, very relaxed. Heavy. So wonderfully heavy." Her arms slipped from around my neck and hung. “Wow! Just wow,” was all I could say.“For real,” G agreed.Collette blushed. Blood rushed to parts of me as well. I took my shirt off, too, so as to not be the only one left with a shirt on. While the shirt was over my head Galatea and Collette started kissing. I don’t know who kissed who first, but I didn’t care. They started really making out. Their hands ran up and down each others bodies, stopping to fully appreciate each and every curve. Collette’s dress ended up on the floor. She wasn’t.