It was a Saturday night, and for about one millisecond I considered not going. I didn't relish the idea of being a single at a Christmas Party, but I ...wasn't going to try and fool anyone by inviting Molly and pretending we were still a couple. I hadn't really gone into any detail about my marriage with anyone. Chuck Freeman knew more than most people did, based on our conversation at lunch before I was hired.I had listed Molly as my dependent when I filled out my employment and health insurance. And privacy. We wanted to be alone. It would be the last time for a lifetime, and we could never have too much time alone. Or too much warm sun and ocean. She was pale when we arrived, we were both pale, and the patterned bikini I insisted she wore highlighted the whiteness of her skin. Also highlighting how much she had grown, but how unripe she suddenly looked. So pale. Within a day she had a bright pink haze over her body. By the second night she looked as if a golden frosting had been. " Roger, Wilco, Fortitude, holding position," Miri said.Before long, we were following the sleek modern cruiser that wasn't in our hull identification database. A half-hour from our hyperspace jump, we were being instructed to dock with an equally modern and new-looking station. "Duality, Openarms docking control here," the comm said again. "Please proceed to docking bay 12. The station commander, Admiral Shehane will meet you there. Docking control out." Roger, Openarms, Wilco. Request. Soon I was kneading her girl flesh, and she was panting. “You feel so good,” I murmured, “I can’t believe how pretty you are!” lNikki’s response was to drop her hand to my lap and rub my growing bulge. “Ooh, that’s nice” she breathed as I fondled her breast. “If I had one of these, I’d play with it all the time,” she giggled.”Well honey, you’re welcome to play with mine all you want,” I responded. Nikki began fumbling with my belt, so I helped her unbuckle it and then she unbuttoned my slacks.