Was it really wrong to let her see what I had? Somehow it should have been, but I wasn't embarrassed at all. Goodness knew what she would tell Mom or ...andy. The thought of that conversation made me smile. Mandy knew very well what I was packing. I could almost imagine her feigned look of surprise while Monique tried to tell her with her hands held apart using the classic "I saw one this big" method.As I was thinking about that, Monique ducked into the bathroom and closed the door. I distinctly. You accept my offer with a smile, and stretch out, face down on your stomach on one of the padded lounge chairs. I rub the cream into your shoulders and your arms, and the tanned muscles of your back.Its only natural to suggest that you allow me to undo the strap holding your top on, since it was obstructing my covering your back with the sunblock. You are silent for a moment, and when you say "Why, sure!", there is a laugh in your voice.Your bare back is smooth and firm and feels quite erotic. Or, at least, go to bed on it..."Patrice and I did the meeting and greeting, Yvonne having chosen to put in some gym time, preparatory to her next foray earthside, and Zara having delegated herself to ... well, watch her do it.We used a bigger than usual space for our Arrivals, still with the same reactive padding so that no-one hit any of the walls too hard, still with the same old message on the wall – not dead, not dreaming, etc. etc. – but it probably wasn't quite big enough. Well, six. He shared more values and beliefs with JoAnn than he ever had with Carol, and they could talk about anything. From the first, they clicked. He made her laugh, and she liked that. She made him feel smart, and funny, and attractive again. He put away the pictures of Carol, with all the other things he'd kept, and hid the box on a high shelf in his closet. He had kissed JoAnn, and deeply, on their first date; and in two weeks, or less, they were sleeping together. She was as passionate as he could.