Due to the hurriedness of their departure, both crews were seriously understaffed for an eleven-week round trip voyage. Their two-day trip to test-fly...the ships had suddenly turned into a nightmare.The two ships were military ships designed to transport small elite troops. They had cabin space for seventy-two personal, twelve being crew. Each ship had three eighteen-seater transporters that had four missile launchers each. They didn’t have the dome or animal enclosures or as much storage space. While I thought about it; she still had no idea of the real me,and it was too long of a drive, but I could stop at that Starbucks andvisit with the counter man who had given me his number. Or I couldjust lounge around here, cook, and have a quiet week. Decision made!Work was busy all week, and several people mentioned I was different,just not as focused, as I normally was, and even snippety at times. Itold them I wasn't feeling well. I ate light all week, mostly salads,fruit, and yogurts,. I can take it away for you, but you need to talk to me before it builds up in the future. I’m your man, I need to know what’s going on in there.” He tapped her on the temple before continuing, “no exceptions. No lies, no distrust, no bullshit. That’s what you’ll get from me and I expect the same from you. Now talk, I don’t care what about. As long as it’s the truth.”“I can’t have a baby with you, not now at least. It’s the wrong time of my cycle. I kept you here with me because I’m jealous.. It's just that she's here, and a woman. It's just...I don't know! Stop asking me these questions. I've told you enough." Then a thought struck me. I had to know. "Did you ever use my panties?" I asked him. He couldn't meet my eye. "No." he replied quickly. "Well, not really." "What do you mean, not really? Did you use my panties to jack off with or not?" "I tried," he admitted. "It just wasn't the same. I had to get yours from your drawer. I used the pink silky ones. It felt good, but the smell.