”Nicola turned around and Eddie helped undo the clasps on the back of the basque top. Nicola held the top up, while he returned to the camera. “Ok...y,” he said, “I’ll keep taking pictures, while you remove the top, okay?”“Do I have to do it sexily?” Nicola smiled, a little embarrassed.Eddie was already taking pictures of Nicola, sitting on the bed, clutching the undone basque to her breasts. “However you like. Relax, remember I’ve seen your tits before. Don’t be shy.”Nicola was laid on her side. Here I am, once again, she thought, being forced to baby-sit Jason Blake. She clenched her jaw in frustration. As the reigning darling of the ‘Cook Time’ column in the Seattle Times, Jason had just been given a weekly thirty-minute slot on Wake Up, Seattle, the most widely-watched morning news show in the local broadcasting area. And because of his talent as a pastry chef, combined with good looks and more charisma than any one man deserved, he was constantly in demand for small-scale. Might as well have called it ‘dirt’ or ‘mud’, we would have chosen a more fitting name.”“And what does ‘Borealis’ mean?”“That’s the name your people gave my planet, you named it after our star. In our language the name roughly translates to ‘the great mother’ or ‘the all-mother’. In our culture our mother planet is a strict parent who cruelly disciplines her children, but it makes them strong and hardy.”“Also sociopathic,” he chided, and she frowned.“Maybe to you, but human behavior is just as. Only a couple of them were adult only, clothing optional sites, but we took what we could. The next day at work we each took two weeks vacation. On my way home from work, I stopped and hooked up to a nice little 23 foot trailer, with a queen bed, and pulled it back to my place. Parked it in the lot and ran up to the apartment to see what Satin was up to. I was happy to see she had emailed me to let me know she was grocery shopping for the trip. She had gotten a bunch of meat and vegetables.