........shit.For the next two days I was almost in a daze, confused as to what todo, so very excited but so very nervous. One moment I was going thene...xt I was not. Could I go and sit in the waiting room fully dressed,might there be someone there who knew me, what would the receptionistsay, oh god what a mess but how thrilling. I decided I had to go.The two days passed quickly, my wife did not return from work until7.00pm so I would have plenty of time to get dressed and be out of thehouse. “We want you to guide a small expedition onto Green Hell and help us locate the old Saresii ship that had flown there and never left.”Her answer was so surprising to his ears that even her fingers that slowly crept towards the seams of the bath robe could not distract him and he said. “The Mila Tyray?”“You know the name of the ship?” She acted surprised.“Every Greenie knows the legends of the Mila Tyray and the Saresii Commander Tradiderias. It was him who discovered Green Hell first and named. " Exactly right. Good girl. I don't know how this'll work out in the future. I hope we can one day live together as we wish, maybe away from Corvallis so people won't know about our history. People will naturally assume that Mark and Carol Anderson were husband and wife. They'd be a little scandalized that I lived with you too, but I bet they'd mostly be envious of our happiness."Carol couldn't help agreeing, "Oh, that'd be wonderful. I hope we can do that!" That'd be wonderful, but I doubt. "Yes." I said, sipping the rich champagne. "We loved it."With a warm smile, Fiona spoke in a whisper; "So do I."With another sip, I crossed my legs as I got comfortable. I wanted to know more about this woman... this divine figure of grace and power."I can tell." I replied in burgeoning fondness. "You're... so... so beautiful." "Thank you, Miss Sanders." She replied, taking a lengthy sip from her glass."Oh, please call me Kristen." I said, still throwing her as many signals as I could. God, I.