Flying by myself was a bachelor’s dream, but quite frankly, even a bachelor can tire of being the only living person for parsecs.Most solo-pilots te...ded to become very anti-social after many years of travelling the spaceways, as lack of social contact and the dangers of solo-piloting preyed on their psyche. I had known one grizzled vet, who accepted full mental connection to his ship, becoming mentally connected to the ship all the time, just because he couldn’t stand the silence of being. They had gotten to the point where their suitcases were opened, side by side on Cory’s bed. Cory was rummaging in a dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of white bikini panties. “Are these yours?” she asked, holding them up to the light.“No! Wait, let me see them...” Laurie came across the room and grabbed them from her sister’s fingers. “Yes!” She tossed them across the room towards the suitcases; the panties landed in Cory’s.“Hey! Watch it!” protested Cory.Laurie shrugged unhappily.Just then. You can have the room you are staying in now, and you can sleep with us whenever you want," Margie told me with a little blush."All right. I'll be a little late getting back tomorrow then. I'll also need to stop to get gas for the tractor." Yes, we have a couple of cans in the stable for gas for the tractor. You need to stop at a station that sells gas for farm equipment. It won't have the highway tax included. Do you need more money?" Margie asked."No, I still have part of the money you gave. John said yes straight away. As it turned out, this lovely woman, whose name was Jackie, was only too happy to talk. It seemed she had a bit of a boring life and job as well. She told him about everything, how her long-time boyfriend had dumped her a year ago and she had had no fun since then, she also mentioned what she termed as fun as well, that was fun sexually."This place is too noisy and crowded, let's go elsewhere," she suggested."Sure," answered John.As they got outside, Jackie turned.