Her"I'm not sure I should be sharing my name with a complete stranger," Ireplied. "But seeing as you asked politely I'll risk it. My name isElaine and...yours?"Him"Most folks just call me 'Jake'," I replied.HerI laughed softly to myself at his name that sounds so familiar to me andyet isn't any more. "So is that Jake or John?" I asked.HimI took one half step closer towards her and replied in a slightly loweredtone, "Yes it's John. My name is John."Even though I'd just intruded into her space she. I mean he was perfect. He stood about five foot ten, weighed around 170 pounds, dark hair, brown eyes. A total catch and then some, but I never let him know it, cause I didn’t want to ruin our great friendship. The only bad thing was, he worked all the time, leaving late nights if he was home and not working for our bonding/roommate time to spent together. We shared my one bedroom apartment for over two years, and by the end of the second year Kyle and I had become really close, and was. I've had enough of the desert."John, officially known as John R. Strong, PhD, had cut back on his teaching and was now deeply involved in several NASA-funded projects. His first NASA project had evolved from landing a craft on an asteroid in order to get samples, to landing a craft on an asteroid in order to change its course to avoid an impact with earth. He was also consulting for a private company that had contacted him shortly after his paper had been published on the feasibility of. Yes, his eyes were on my breasts! And I knew my nipples were hard and pushing through the thin material of my top, and I wondered if he could see them in the faint moonlight falling on my front.I was still awake when one of the sentries shook Santos and the two of them went off into the trees, presumably looking for firewood or something. I fell asleep before they came back.I slept fitfully for ages, and then must have finally fallen asleep properly and by the time I woke in the morning the sun.