They'd been terribly sympathetic when I finally acknowledged that Susan had gone out of my life. I gave them no details, of course—what was I going ...o say?—but they realized that it hadn't been my decision. They were really sorry for me—for a while.The "while" had long since been over with, though, and I was getting pushed to "put it behind me" and "get on with living." "Man, the thing to do when you fall off is just get right back on," I was told; "get your social life started again." Nobody. I’ll do that when I get back.”I was sitting in my truck, parked in front of the office when I hard them buzz the hangar.I could see the lights on each wing blinking as they taxied back to where I was waiting. I stayed back as the plane turned - then came to a stop. The door popped open and I hurried up the steps, tossing my bag in ahead of me, as Reina reached for me.“Give me a big hug, you handsome devil. I’ve never been so excited about a trip as I am about this one. Come over here and get. She wasn’t facing directly towards me, but had turned around enough that I could see her from the front. She had washed off her eyeliner and foundation, but even without makeup, she was still very beautiful. Soapy water had conspired to trace a long line of bubbles down from her neck, between her boobs and across her toned, flat stomach. Her breasts were not huge, probably only B cups, but they looked to be a decent handful (which is all you really need right?) and they seemed very firm,. Um...this was actually a bad time to have bareback sex. I tried to tell you but..." She looked at where I had pushed her face into the couch. I felt sick.She looked worried, though whether it was about her possible pregnancy or the unexplainable look on my face (or both), I couldn't tell. "Um...I'll...let you know, okay?" She leaned forward and looked like she was going to give me a peck on the cheek, and then decided against it. She left, giving me one last confused, hurt look as she closed.