At one point, in happier times, I had been his boss. I hoped that he was still my friend.In a plush, comfortable office the Senior Duty Flag officer f...r the outer system sat. At the moment he was engrossed in completing the days Martian Times Crossword puzzle. He was mildly irritated when the intercom to his Aide, buzzed. “Sir, I’ve got a civilian ship captain wishing to talk to the Duty Flag Officer. He’s using a dated command freq and code. He has also declared a priority mayday.”“Robert, you. I wrapped the towel around me and poured a cup of coffee. Then I dried my hair and body. I was still cold, but was feeling better. I sat and drank my coffee to warm the insides. I dreaded going to work like this, but I had to go in. I promised Mr. Jones I would be there, but didn’t think they were going back in too. I hoped Ron would not agree to go in and meet my boss. I just prayed they wouldn’t do a lot to me at work.I was getting warm and had finished my coffee. I went to the bedroom to. It was silent as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. My mind told me it was wrong to be kissing him, but who was I kidding. I knew I liked it, I wanted it. I kissed him back gently, and then pulled away. He pulled me back to him and kissed me again, with just a touch more pressure. I could sense the urgency, the want and need of my lips on his. I realized I needed him Just as much as he needed me. We kissed harder, and I parted my lips for him. Our tongues met and they slid along each. I watched her load the dishwasher and was once again flooded with a barrage of emotions — lust, fear, insecurity, desire, and a gut-wrenching amount of love. How such a beautiful girl, with so much going for her, could ever be in love with me was beyond my comprehension. If she left me for the first good looking rich guy that came along I would not be surprised at all. I'd be brutally crushed and nearly emotionally destroyed, but not surprised. She deserved so much more than me, yet somehow she.