I gave her as much of an unexpurgated version of the story about our family as I could within the lack of privacy the first class cabin afforded."You ...know, June, as a member of our family, you don't really need to be working for us," I pointed out.June smiled. "I know, but I love driving. None of you ever really treated me as just a chauffeur or as just the help. You've given Mely and me wonderful places to live, and when we travel, our accommodations are first rate. I get to fly occasionally,. A murmur of surprised sympathy went up from her colleagues, all much older than she and all male, as they saw the condition of their lovely young high-flying associate. This girl certainly seems to attract trouble wherever she goes, they all thought. None believed her story of a fall. Fell on someone's fists, more likely! Upset her boyfriend - filthy brute, whoever he is - just give me five minutes alone with him - I'd teach him to treat a woman like that. This was the universal reaction. Then. We were making our own lenses by then, but they weren’t anywhere near as good as my originals. His two sets were far better than the ones I had brought.King Tom dropped by once, just to meet me before he took off on some mission. That man had three wives. On Earth, where he was a bus driver for the London Transit Authority, he had his original wife and by all accounts he was a devoted husband.Then, on Crossroads, he had Eve as his Caretaker. I had to admit to him that Eve was the only thing I. I lost count of the orgasms that she had given me but I was more than satisfied when she was done.Sister Bernadette cleaned up once again and cleaned me up too. Then she kissed me full on the mouth with tongue too, just as true lovers would. She thanked me for restoring her sanity. Then we got dressed and Sister Bernadette walked me to the backdoor. She came outside with me for a moment.Sister Bernadette asked, “Can we do this again sometime real soon?”I asked, “What about Father Dan?”Sister.