Rita was the splitting image of mom, except mom was 35, 5’8, 120 pounds, and had a 36D bust. “I swear I thought it was you, why would I have any r...eason to think otherwise?” I said trying to atone for what happened. “You can’t tell the difference between me and mom?” she asked intently. “I didn’t see her, it was dark, and she held my hands the way you do, which is why I thought it was you! I’m the victim here!” I said finally making a case for myself. She looked at me with that “I believe you,. Look how you're dressed. No bra, silky little black dress clinging to your body. You came here looking for some action, didn't you?"“No," I stammered. Okay, maybe that wasn't the whole truth. I wanted fun and wanted to be desired. But this?His hand left my pussy, and I suddenly missed the pressing warmth of his palm. But he cupped my breasts, one after the other, squeezing them, kneading them. My nipples quickly hardened, forming erotic visible points within my thin bodice. What was my body. I pulled her to her feet. “Thanks. I’m just grateful they weren’t paisley.”I stood up and rubbed my eyes. I had been working my way through the training material available for sponsors for several hours. If the nanites hadn’t been fixing me, sitting in one position for so long would’ve made me lame for a week. I suddenly realized that I hadn’t used my glasses since the first day aboard ship.I needed to get out, to get active, and get some fresh air. Of course, I was on a spaceship, so the fresh. Quickly stripping off her skirt, she looked in her back seat again. "Shit," she yelled out loud, as she realized her gym bag was in the trunk.Now what to do, Eve thought... Put on wet clothes to get wetter? Or, just go out and get the bag out of her trunk as she was, naked. Sitting there a few moments her mind ran through the choices... Screw it. She popped the trunk from the inside, threw open the drivers door, and headed for the back of the car.Reaching the trunk, headlights illuminated.