As she spoke, she squeezed Brad’s muscular thigh. Brad turned to Theresa and gulped. Sheryl then looked the stewardess up and down, her bisexual rad...r kicking in, as she admired the woman’s hour glass figure. “Another G and T, when you have minute babe.” Said Sheryl. The stewardess smiled coyly, at being addressed ‘babe’ by the straight-talking, northern pop singer. ---------------------------------- “So Brad, you in the mile high club?” Asked Sheryl as she sipped her second drink.” “Sheryl!!!”. Finally he earned her sympathy when a would-be mugger limped his way from the creaky elevator, his hand half-buried in a pants pocket bulging with more length than Antoine’s boner. Cryptically Antoine whispered, ‘Stranger danger’ into the phone. It took a minute, since Inez couldn’t understand why her lover would switch from begging for sex to complaining about dandruff. When he insisted that he was located out in her hallway, she had the gall to ask, ‘How do I know to trust you, since we’re. Stepping away from the portal, she lowered the bags and automatically glanced back.What if Leda followed her through? Certainly the woman had seen her, disappearing through the gate. Her glimpse of the person turning the corner was so fleeting that she hadn’t actually identified the figure as Leda, though she knew instinctively that it was. She glanced back again, intending to clear additional space for the woman to step through, if she appeared. With a shock, Rebecca realized the gate wasn’t. "I didn't think it would be a good idea for you to be pregnant before we were married. People would definitely talk and not very nicely about us either."I don't want people to say that I'm a letch, which I am, but I'm a letch that loves you and only you. Nor do I want anyone to say that either one of us HAD to marry the other because you were pregnant."If we were married before anything happened, then all the speculation and guessing goes away. Same with the money thing -- Where one of us.