"I don't know; we have not made any plans," replied Dianne honestly."Text him, tell him he can fuck us both," said Sheila, not considering whether Dia...nne agreed with that. As if by magic, Dianne's mobile rang, "Shit, it is Steve," she said as she looked at the caller."Steve, so that's his name," said Sheila."Hello Steve," said Dianne a bit tentatively."Hi sexy, are you home yet?" asked Steve, who was on a break at work."No, nearly, but I am still with Sheila," said Dianne, who was then. It was his first time there, and, in fact, his first time in space. It was also his last. Four months earlier, after nearly a year of training for the mission, he got the phone call. His sister told him the bad news. What happened was unavoidable, but it was still nearly his downfall for the mission. Eight years earlier, his wife, Marie, had died giving birth to their only child: a boy that he named Christian. Her parents, never approving of Buck for their daughter, refused to acknowledge their. “He did. And Indy Car driver Danny Sullivan qualified for the race. I think a total of 86 cars were entered.”“Wow! Only 43 start, right?”“Yes. And do you know the best part? The thing that made me VERY happy?”“What was that?”“That prick Loy Allen, Jr. crashed on his qualifying attempt and didn’t make the race. But that’s par for the course. He’s had seven DNQ’s this season already.”“Man, you have a visceral hatred for him,” Brian said.“Ringo,” I chuckled, “compared to how Jason feels, I love. I’m fine.” I said, blinking twice, and moving my attention from the screen to my brother. Damn, my brother is sexy. He’s built as hell, but has that kind of baby face you see in professional models, or porn stars. And his body... “Tara?” he said again, and I realized that I’d stopped making eye contact, and was now just blatantly staring at his muscles, wondering what they looked like under that shirt he was wearing.“Hey,” I said, forcing my eyes back up to his face, wondering if he’d notice.