He was just so....nerdy and unsure of himself.I found myself being attracted to him like I was the olderexperienced woman....and he was the virgin. I...found myself beingvery turned on by this."Uh huh, yeah," I said. "It's my first week!"He exhaled. "Great. That's perfect. So, I'm uh....Captain Mercer.Clark Mercer. Um, so you come with me after we land, okay?"I giggled at how unsure of himself he was. "Okay.....cutie," I said,feeling confident. As I served drinks I could feel myself. She does most of the work. We are just here to make sure nothing goes wrong. Do you think your can help?" Wayne asked me as he pet Missy's side. He looked at Christa like he wanted to share this moment with her, and she had to say yes."I will try to help. I don't really know what I'm doing so your gonna have to tell me what to do." Christa said as she keeled down beside Wayne."We shouldn't have to really do anything. Just help her if she needs it." Wayne said as Missy began to do what felt. He sipped again from his drink and ran his hand over his relaxed thigh in another casual movement that was provocative to Betty. She must leave, she must go, she thought, take her station wagon and drive anywhere, perhaps to New York. She began to understand her feelings more clearly in this moment that was mixed with fright and wanton desire. She realized she was attracted to her own brother-in-law, but still she found no will to exercise, to help her leave the edge of the porch. Bob lifted up. Being a disembodied spirit had its disadvantages, but he was welcomed like any other hero amongst the League. “Well, its very nice to be able to speak with you more directly Boston.”“Yes, are you enjoying yourself?” Asked Diana.Shrugging with a snort, the man raised his plate of food and drink in hand. “Oh pfff, this is GREAT, have ya tried the pigs in a blanket yet? How are you’n Steve doin?”The sound of a plate breaking on the floor behind them diverted their attention to Oliver and Dinah.