“Jack’s been under pressure at work and Betty is really a beautiful woman, not that it excuses Jack’s actions.”“May I reply to this accusati...on?” I asked quietly.“I don’t see what you can say to make it better,” snapped Tim. “You fucking grabbed my wife’s tits! That’s way over the line.”“Fuck you, Tim!” I snarled back. “I didn’t touch your wife’s tits, even if they were on display all night. She’s making this shit up, probably because I turned her down when she grabbed my crotch and suggested we. This is kidnapping. Youcould go to prison for this." She waited for some kind of response. Someonehad to be there, she was sure of it. Rolling over she tried again. "Alright!C'mon, let me go! Right now! Whatever your game is, I'm not playing!" Still nothing, not a sound reached her ears except for her own breathing.Frustrated, she struggled to free her hands, clawing at the stiff leather coverover her hands, pulling with all her strength to try to slip a wrist free.She rolled over on her. They thought about it and big smiles broke out and then we began to laugh until we were crying. Lisa came out and John managed to tell her what was so funny. She loved it! The four of us headed into church still chuckling.We took our seats in the sanctuary and were soon joined by Brian. He came in from the far side and sat next to Lisa. We smiled at him and Lisa patted his knee. He looked the tiniest bit nervous. We sang the opening hymn. I do enjoy singing with my wife! It was time for the. We have big plans for you sir." Big plans for me? What, I get to be the one standing at the big steering wheel in the publicity shots?" No sir, though now that you mention it, you would look good in one of those old cruise ship captain's uniforms. But, a few budding romances aside, this is no love boat. You are going to be busy teaching astrodynamics to our officers and bridge crews. They will be trusting our piloting to computers, but that doesn't mean we wish to remain ignorant of the theory.