I got friends that are tank drivers that aren’t that wild,” I said with a little smile creasing my face.“Hey bub, I can always take you back to ...where I found you to ogle somebody else!”“No, here is just fine. By the way, I’m Vince Stewart,” I told her.“Hi Vince, I’m Amanda,” she came back with. I noticed she didn’t give a last name.“Well Amanda, thank you for the ride and sorry for the stares but you are beautiful and it’s hard not to stare.” I could see a little color rising in her cheeks.. "I could ask the same thing of you. We're in the same boat, Meg."We resumed kissing, our tongues twining together. I grabbed a handful of her small and pert breasts and squeezed. Her little nipples were rock hard against my palm. As I played with her nipples, tugging on them, pinching and rolling them between fore-finger and thumb, I was enjoying the sounds I was getting out of Meg. It was incredibly arousing to hear her reactions to my touches, and her soft moans as I played with her breasts.. ”I said, “Thank you Miss Stevens, I’ll take good care of her,” as I led Mary to my room.When we got to my room I asked, “Is there anything I can do for you Mary?”She shook her head and said, “No, just hold me please.”We sat on the couch and I comforted her as best I could until there was a knock on the door. I answered it and the coroner came in with Sherry to confirm what happened. After he was satisfied he said, “I’m very sorry for your loss Mrs. Adams. We’ll take good care of Mr. Welch so. For the next two hours they stayed there, watching the landing craft sit on the Martian surface, growing bored, restless, and longing for the safety of their base and the promised beer, cigarette, alcohol, and bonghit party they'd been promised. Their conversation was sparse and that which did occur remained confined to non-controversial subjects. Finally, the moment they had been waiting for occurred."There's heat showing from the thrusters on the landing craft," Lisa reported as engine after.