Mom said." Well I need to go to the bathroom and I don't want bedpans. Will you help me up Betts?" Should you get up?" If I am going home tomorrow or ...the day after then I am good enough."Both girls helped me sit up. I rested a minute and there was not that much pain. I slid off the bed and onto the cold floor. With a girl supporting each side I was guided to the bathroom. I felt Betts hand inside the back of my gown and caressing my ass. Patricia was here so I said nothing.They got me inside. " She would like me better if you'd just stay away from her." So, you were just lying to me about Eileen suggesting Jane for me?" No, she did. She thinks I'm overprotective of her. I was only lying about her liking me better than you. I like her a lot more than you do, Larry." It doesn't matter, Bill. It matters who she likes better. Why don't we just agree about our sisters? We'll have to try to work something else out about Eileen. She'll probably decide to go out with someone else anyway.. Keith grinned, and then sobered as her expression registered. “What’s wrong with my idea? Someone has to do it.”They were floating in the center of their cabin, surrounded by a constellation of pillows and sheets. Microgravity had its good points, and the two of them had spent many pleasurable evenings exploring them. Keith eyed his wife’s nude body appreciatively; one of the finer points of microgravity was the mitigation of one of humankind’s cruelest curses.Since one’s anatomy was no longer. He took a table about ten feet from them and he listened closely as the couple talked in that pretty quiet place. He ordered another decaf coffee and put the menu in front of him, but then got up and went over to the couple he was spying on. ‘Well if it isn’t Al and Beth, I haven’t seen you two in quite some time.’ They looked at him and Earl waited what he thought was just long enough and said, ‘Sorry, I guess you don’t remember me. I’m Earl Potts. We met at Marlene’s Hideaway one evening. I.