Jeff was a caring, passionate, talented lover. He grumbled that they should do it more often, but so did she. Their son was grown now – married last... June and expecting their first grandchild next August. They were going to be grandparents and that made both of them feel so OLD. But they weren’t – at forty-five and forty-six, they were still young, fit, healthy. It was weird. They had more time, more money and were too tired to make the effort to do the things that they had promised each other. While there weren’t cameras in my classroom, there was one outside my room, focused on the door leading to the small walled off alcove attached to the room I taught in, since the room was used as storage for various class materials and equipment. The entrance to my room was just out of view of the cameras.This particular class was a general level chemistry course. Most of the students were smart enough to plan on getting into a 4-year university post-graduation. In fact, since the class was a. ?He?s due at three, everything will beready by twelve. I?ve also arranged for a hotel, and evening ?entertainment? athis favourite establishment.? ?Blindin gal, you?re a diamond.Establishment, yeah I like that, hey George, they call em establishments inhere. Just kiddin you babe. Only a bit a banter.? Miriam smiled; Pete was lippy but a good sort,always joking. ?Well, better be off then luv. Places togo, people to see eh. Cam on George me old monster, cheer up, just cos you ain't mangled noone. There had been something about Gordon Truitt that had attracted her, from the beginning back on Earth aboard the ferry to Skopelos. The attraction had seemed more realistic once they had awakened, and she had found herself in a young woman's body again.She had always had a knack for reading people, and her reading of the young Brit had been as strong as any she'd had. Most of those she'd formed relationships with in her life had left eventually because they were unable to deal with that knack..