"Yes, that's me." Just sign here," said the officer as she handed her the clipboard. "You just made bail." What do you mean?" she asked, "I didn't pay...anything. Who paid it?" That lady right over there," pointing to a blond haired woman that was walking out the door.Lisa tried to call out to her but she was already gone."Does it say on there who posted bail?" she questioned."Um, yeah, I can sort of make it out, a Ms. Venera something, I can't quite read the last name," said the cop. "Here. ”Maren smiled, “In that case, I’m going to stay here and relax.”Cricket clarified, “Actually we don’t even need to use a shuttle, I can guide the lift.”With that decided, Mark led the sight-seeing group to the rooftop transit zone, and they boarded a lift that was waiting.Without touching a button, the lift rose into the air and began heading east toward Freya. Cricket then popped up her hologram and began acting as a tour guide, explaining each location as she slowed the lift down and lowered. With a few strides, I rushed the bed and jumped on it. She fell back, laughing at me, legs apart. The sight of her, vulnerable and trusting, filled me with a desire to kiss her. I crawled over her form and pressed my body against her, feeling the warmth of her body. We kissed a gentle, sweet kiss. She nipped at my lips, little bites showing a bit of aggression and want. Her half-lowered lashes flickered, while I pressed down on her waist with mine. Every cell of my body tingled in appreciation. Today was the first day this year Mike had seen her, the long Midwest winter was over and she was wandering around her garden, picking at some leaves on her bushes and shrubs, apparently assessing her workload for spring. Jessica was a lovely creature who carried herself in a noble manner, upright and proud as she walked. Her shoulder-length brown hair bouncing around in the breeze as she enjoyed the sunshine.They had been neighbors for years. Jessica used to spend hours talking to Mike’s ex.