Who took the ticket and what were they like? Would they show Saturday morning? What If they are overtly gay and much more experienced than me? What if...I was not attracted to him? What if bank dude is there? Dare I share my desires with someone who could reveal me? Would a transient worker or tourist be a better fit for my privacy desires? Will I really get the chance to guide my guest to an “explosive and climatic experience”?Saturday morning was greeted with a severe case of morning. They are in danger of being destroyed. This is your final warning.”Timmo looked to Janna who nodded. I said, “Respond by taking the requested action or be considered an invading enemy.”“We will not be dictated to by natives.”I replied. “Very well. Good bye, Ivan.” I looked at Janna and said, “Only the lead ship.” Timmo nodded. That ship vanished.Janna said quietly, “I transitioned it into the sun.”I said, “Remaining ships, stop or slow. We do ‘not’ respond well to invaders.”Janna said, “All. Show me your breasts."Helen couldn't believe what she just heard. "No way, you pervert!" OK. I'll just have to call your folks, then." Doug got up slowly, and looked toward the table where the telephone was, then back to Helen. Helen got back up in alarm."No, wait!" she said.Helen was in a quandary. The only boy that had ever seen her naked breasts was Matt, and that was a couple of weekends ago. They were making out in his car and she decided to give him a little treat. He had smiled in. They eachstared at themselves and each other, uncertain how they had gotten thator why.At a loss for words, each embraced the other and clung in that embracefor what seemed like forever. "What's happened to us?" asked Peggy."I really don't know," replied Paul in an unfamiliarly high sopranotone. "Maybe it had something to do with the necklace. All the changesstarted when we kissed while I was wearing it. Maybe if we kiss again,we'll turn back into ourselves. It's worth a try."Paul leaned.