And he carried himself with a quiet confidence, a take-it-or-leave-it attitude that was more contented than arrogant. His hazel eyes held a mischievou... sparkle, though, and when they caught mine, I fancied I saw a spark of recognition. And a question posed with one raised eyebrow. I not only saw it; I heard it just as clearly as if he'd spoken it—or, rather, kissed it onto the skin of my neck, just below my ear. And I felt it, down there, between my legs. There is no way he could've missed. Pale ones and dark. Young, old, and in-between. Women I'd known, women I'd seen, women I'd only dreamed about.Forgotten for the moment were the months of grinding monotony, of plunging through hyperspace, never sure just when or where we would emerge from the gray nothingness. This time we had broken out almost exactly on schedule, falling down the long slopes of a gravity well toward a welcoming sun. Every space-hand not on duty was out there with me, a double handful of us enjoying the. Worth. We checked into a hotel and were just finishing our shower prior to finding some supper when we got a call from Lars."Abe, I need you and Ann right away. Please drop whatever you are doing and return to headquarters." Shall we get dressed first?" Ann asked. Lars laughed and acknowledged that he could give us that much time.We got dressed and were immediately transported to one of those high level conference rooms with the exterior windows. Lars was already sitting at the conference table. My extended family saw it as her wanting to spend more time with me, while I kept trying not to pop another erection between her legs. Pretty soon, I decided that we should explore and spend some more alone time.One lucky day, everyone was getting ready to go shopping around 9 am-ish. I had hurt my foot the other day slipping down the stairs, so I wanted to stay back. My 12-year-old cousin had some homework to finish, so my grandparents and aunt/uncle thought it would be a good idea if I stayed.