We sat on the couch. Maggie on one side and me on the other. We tried to talk, but it seemed forced. We had been talking all afternoon and it was so n...tural, now in the apartment, we couldn’t talk. I looked over at her and saw that she was looking at me with a smile on her face. She laughed softly and said, ‘We have been together all day, at the movies, at the restaurant and we talked joked and laughed. Now, we are here alone and we are both tongue-tied.’ I said, ‘I just don’t know what to. In the shower room I stripped and turned on the water and stepped into theshower, still in a daze from the "bike ride". I washed up, turned off the waterand stepped out of the shower, the matron was waiting for me and handed methe next package. I opened it and there was my "afternoon" clothes, they consistedof a sheer white thong that did not cover my bush, (not that I was that hairythere I did keep it trimmed) a matching bra that only covered the lower partof my breast, a pair of black velvet. Just as Worf, was reaching the end of his patience and was preparing to get out of his chair, the screen flickered to life. The smiling form of Quentin Styles replaced the static. The man looked youthful and hansom and exuded a charm and friendliness completely at odds with his reputation. He would be the last person one would suspect of effectively ransoming the lives of billion's of people.Ah, Captain Picard, I presume. And do is see, Oh can it be Deanna Troi?" Yes, it's me, Quint!" replied. I had never felt this way around another woman. As I stood there looking stupid, Marcy smiled at me."Hello Aurora. That is a lovely name. What brings you to our fine city," she asked as she extended her hand to me. This broke me out of my trance and I slowly extended my hand to grab hers. As soon as we touched I felt a tingle and a warm sensation begin at my fingers and worm it's way through my whole body. I stood there squeezing her hand like it was my life line and didn't want to let her go..