Pissed off at you, but proud of you. If that's the sort of person this Adam makes you ... well, maybe you should consider that before you walk away."T...here didn't seem to be much to say to that so I didn't do anything but signal the bartender for another round of drinks. The two of us settled into an awkward silence. I think we both felt as if we'd said too much to each other. More words had passed between us over the course of an hour than had for more than a decade."You gonna call him?" Joe. I was okay with not getting his creamy load in my mouth because I wanted to pleasure him. I stood up to kiss him as our hard cocks found each other. I just knew that sex with him in my bed would be beautiful.I took him by the hand to the bedroom. I slipped off my briefs and laid on the bed with my legs open as I watched him remove his clothes. He was so beautiful naked with his somewhat muscular, hairy body and his cock standing straight out. I turned onto my side as he came around the bed. No wonder the men came home from The Widow every month with their cocks bursting from their pants; even if they experience one of those ghostly orgasms, they're still horny and ready to go all over again; it's only the real sex away from the idol that gives them any lasting release.I tried putting together what I had learned:Fact number one: like the "me" beneath the table, the Evelyn I could see was not the real one; she was an astral projection. Where was the real Evelyn? Probably somewhere. “You know entirely too many science-fiction movie and television references,” I muttered.“Captain, we’re being hailed from the approaching ship,” Ensign Munfree called out.“You’re the communications officer. If its just a hail, you can respond,” I said.I saw Ensign Munfree blush. “Sorry,” she whispered before she began running her hands over the controls.Ensign White looked back at me. She had a strange smirking smile on her face. I shook my head as Chaz sat up in her chair. “This is Corsica..