“I’ve told everyone I was going to ask you to marry me. My family, my friends, they’re all waiting for me to ring and tell them you said ‘yes....�� I was so sure you would.”“I have an idea,” Alexandria suggested. “You’ll say no and probably dump me, but I guess this is kind of a make or break night for us. I don’t want it to be, but it kind of feels that way, now I’ve said what I’ve said.”“You’re probably right,” I shrugged. “So what’s your idea?”“Maybe we should have a short break from each other. I was about to object and stop her, when she took advantage of my open mouth and kissed me. The kiss was hot, desperate and wet. Her tongue was exploring my mouth. She took my lower lip and gave me a small bite. At this point I could not take it any longer. I stood up, ending our kiss, took her in my arms and kissed her desperately. The kiss was making us breathless. I broke the kiss again, pulled her up, and set her on my table. She cleared the desk of my books by pushing them with her hands.. "The uniform you are wearing is part of that lie. A necessary part."James was silent for a second. "Necessary." He shrugged, and noted with some amusement the gesture's effects were less alien than they had been two weeks before, thanks in part to Lt. Uhura's timely advice about brassieres. "Well, I always do what's necessary, don't I, Spock?"He raised an eyebrow back at the saturnine figure who loomed over his reduced stature. One slight benefit of this borrowed body of his was the newfound. I had a wonderful father, but he died in an industrial accident when I was ten. My mother remarried almost two years later. She wasn’t married even a month when my stepfather—the county sheriff—made his first nighttime trip to my bedroom. I screamed the entire time he raped me, but my mother ignored me. I screamed every time he did it—two to three times a week—for the next five years. I hated that man—I still do. I hated him so much that I ran away when I had the chance. Anything was.