I did not have to think about what any psychologist would have to say about that. It was the right time to approach her, and instead I was thinking of...not seeing her again.I closed the door behind me as I entered my apartment. I sat down at my desk before I noticed I was not alone. It was probably because the lizard had not gone completely to sleep; a feeling made up of one part in five hundred thousand, a scent dissimilar only to me from the perfume that painted my bedroom. I did not smell. ”All of the women were looking at the young man, waiting for him to say something. Shrugging he told the AI to continue the briefing.“At this time it is not envisaged that there will be any additional colonists bought to this system for at least a local year, at which time the additional resources should be available to support them.” The holograph zoomed out, showing a representation of the spiral arm, “The Sa’arm incursion is not anticipated arriving in this system in anything under. It was around 7pm as I got into the main arena. As Iwas wandering along deciding which direction to take, I came face to facewith a guy selling hash truffles. He was about my height (6'2), slimathletic build with short blonde hair and green eyes. I reckon he wasearly 20's. He had a big beaming smile and asked if I wanted to buy oneof his truffles (they were �2 each).As I said before I had never had any gay feelings but I found an unusualfeeling in the presence of this guy.I felt the way I have. Com. They are appreciated and warmly received.This story may be reposted or archived provided the following conditions are met:1) The story is not altered in any way2) The story contains my name and disclaimer3) You do not make money from the storyIntroduction:It is funny and wonderful that there is a powerful connection between our fears and our dreams. Could what we fear the most actually provide the freedom we desperately crave? Do we work so hard to guard our secrets.