You look into my eyes. You nervously mutter something about how there's no assignments left and how I'll have to talk to an administrator about my cre...its, but I tune it out and continue to trace my fingertips along your body."I've had my eye on you all year, Sir," I said, "I think you're very handsome."I knelt to the ground and brushed my hands along the bulge emerging in your pants. I slowly moved my hands towards your belt and began to unbuckle it. Within a few moments your zipper was down. "So kids, now ya both didn't talk much about the fight with the Xindi and how ya got together. I can imagine that it wasn't a walk in the park. Judgin' from Trip's transmissions it was quite an up-'n-down, until ya finally got the clue that ya love each other." Was quite the ride," Trip replied with a nod, looking at T'Pol for guidance, not wanting to give more details than she was comfortable with. "But actually it was really hard on Jon, too. You know him, all those ideals, dreaming of being. His fingers picked at the front buttons, opening each one in turn as his hands descended to below her waist. He gently took each lapel in hand and drew them slowly back and down. The dress slid down Belinda’s slack arms. She now stood in beige bra and panties, again sensibly figured and sized for all-day comfort. The fawn cottons and lace were just a shade lighter than her East European tanned skin. She and Ned stared at each other stoically. Ned’s hands went behind her back, losing the. I spotted the tears welling up in his eyes for a moment. That brought mine too. He turned, reached out and held me. We went back to the paperwork, it didn’t take long. I fixed a meal, lots of it, expecting Jerry to put away at least a pound of steak. He didn’t, he ate less than I did. I asked him to stay the night, since we needed to go to the Courthouse the next day to change some records. He agreed, so I checked the spare bedroom and got it all ready. I settled in for the night. A sound woke.