The girl looked directly at me with bright eyes and a strange smile. Just to fill the silence, I said, "I made first in my class this semester." Oh, K...d, that is so good," she said. Her feet were bare, one crossed over the other. She wore bell-bottomed jeans that hung low on her hips and a black, long-sleeved leotard top with a low scoop neck, the kind ballet students wear to rehearsal. It molded itself to her breasts and tummy and the inward curve of her waist. Her hair was sandy brown, cut. Bridge!Bridge!The bridge was laid out in a triangular pattern, with two seats for the two hunks. Men. Hunky men. Regular men! Not sexually attractive at all men. There was the control hammock for Mal, then a circular nook that had fifty or so screens for Rossk, a seat that Rossk took now that there weren’t any sparks coming from above him. There was no third chair for Techne. Instead, the whole front of the bridge was dominated by a huge screen that showed the view ahead of the ship: The. I decide to call my friend Jayne and my friend Mark. They come over and we decide to watch a movie and have drinks. We put the movie in and start to watch it. About an hour later, we are all pretty drunk and feeling good we start talking about things and we decide that we want to all get together and have a threesome. We all take each other clothes off slowly enjoying each others bodies, looking and dreaming of playing together.Mark decides he will give me a message. I lay face down on the. I said, "I'm Tom Remmington. I'm on a mission to help with rebuilding." Oh... oh," she said, shaking my big rough hand with her small one. "I'm Tammie Carstairs. Nice to meet 'ya."Pointing behind us, I asked, "Are you from the city?" Oh, no," she said. "Well... I did live there for the last five years but I'm a country girl. I moved to the city after university, got a job and got married but I'll always be a country girl."I laughed. "I know what you mean. Still married?" Huh?... Oh, no. He was.