I'm still surprised Sikandar let you repair and fly it." Ow! Damn." Sophia's hand had slipped and she'd stabbed the delicate end of the probe into her...finger.Bren went cold as he watched her put her bleeding fingertip in her mouth. He could feel the avalanche coming, but he didn't say a word.Then Sophia took her fingertip out of her mouth, tilted her chin up and looked him right in the eye. "I didn't tell my father I was repairing the Warlock or that I was planning to be a pilot." She said, a. I hadn't triedto climb on his back or objected when he lifted and held me close to hischest and the confusion inside me started again - I hadn't protested,not said a word and acted as if his carrying me as he would carry a girlwas normal, no more than normal it was the expected way for him to carryme. I had felt no erotic thrill, no sexual arousal being in his arms,just secure and comfortable. He came back, picked up the picnic box andnodded to the tree line, "Where do you want to picnic?" . The group was already laughing noisily as they trudged down the pier toward their loaded and waiting vans."Wow," said Mandy. "What a trip." I guess so," said Bob. "You okay?" I'm great," she said firmly."Big changes," he said softly.She looked at him. "Changes I wanted ... changes I like." We can't carry on like that here, on shore," he said firmly.She dimpled. "We're not on shore yet." You're kidding," he said."I don't think I'm ever going to kid you about that," she said. She untied her. The images of Margie and my mother danced through my head, their breasts hanging beautiful and heavy. I couldn’t believe what I was thinking – and though I felt like I should be disgusted, I was even more aroused by the taboo nature of it all. As I pleasured myself in the darkness of my room, I heard my door crack open. I caught my breath and froze. Sara was supposed to be out for the night. The door slowly opened and I recognized the shadow in my doorway. It was Margie. She quietly slipped.