The second night, after she thanked him for the roses, they discussed family. She was an only child of deceased parents. They had taken their own live... five years before upon discovering that her mother had an inoperable brain tumor.His parents, Hank and Nora, were still living -- a Baptist minister and his help mate who still weren't quite sure how to handle the success of their third child as a writer of bodice-rippers. His two older sisters, Grace and Hope, on the other hand, didn't care. “Well so much for playing now, we can play after breakfast I guess, I’m starving anyway.”“You said you didn’t plan on anything today anyway, so we can make today a relax and play video games all day while we get fat on junk food day,” Rita said.“I like it, but let’s go get fat on breakfast first.”We went downstairs and into the dining room to see mom and Aunt Lisa sitting in front of a humongous spread of breakfast that was big enough to feed a small platoon of soldiers.“You think we have. So i said goodbyeFew days later, she texted me again and at this point, i asked her send me some pics in her panties. She said if i am lucky i will get to see it.So i took the cue and invited her over to my place...it was a rainy stormy night adn she said she will be late. Blah blah blah...i said okay whatever, just come and we agreed that i will pick her from train station. Once we were home i turned on movie and we started making out. I told her that she can change in pajamasShe was surprised. I led Sarah to the bridge and sat her to the side of the pilot console and let a grinning Petri leave.At first Sarah was curious and kept looking around but after a couple of hours she just fidgeted. She finally tucked her head and dozed. After eight hours she woke up and really started getting antsy. I thought I knew why and sure enough she cleared her throat, "Ghost?"I smiled at her, "yes Sarah bitch?"Her face was bright red, "I need to use the Jack."The three other men on the bridge.