‘Would you have liked it if I had asked to have pissed in you mouth before your ride home’ I asked? ‘Oh yes, I would have done it, I wish you’... asked’ she said. Sigh! Over the next few times we talked, we made plans to meet at a park not far from my place. Among the plans we made, I told her that every time I jerked off with her I would fill a section of an ice cube tray with my load. I would then bring the trays with me and serve my spermsicles to her in a glass to chill my piss. Kind of. And, he felt a little something, a little excitement, that spark, that was very atypical with the women he’d dated in the past. ‘Well, that’s fine I s’pose. However, I was hoping maybe I could weasel your number out of you and we could go out on a date, maybe?’ He gave her his most pleading look. It sparked some memory in her, she recognized that little puppy face. But, that was then, and this was now. ‘I think that wouldn’t be best. I really need you to go. I’m sorry.’ Why did this feel so. He was, as Meiersdottir had predicted, by himself. But his hand lingered suspiciously near a pocket in his suit."Mallet only," said Cromartie on the bridge into his communicator. He was observing the bay on the monitor."Go' i'," MacPherson's voice responded."OK," came Igwanda's whisper; he had greater need for silence.They watched on the monitor as Mallet moved toward the bay's door to the rest of the ship and passed through, repeating his call as he did so. He'd only just cleared the bay when. We had a nice diner and as we were walking back to the car he asked if I would like to go to his place for a night cap before he took me back to the hotel. He had a beautifull house overlooking the city. The house was well decorated and neet as a pin. While he was fixing us a drink I sat on the sectional where I could look out the sliding glass door at the city below. He walked up behind me and handed me my drink and I asked if he were going to come sit with me. He said he would but he was just.