Security at NASA is deep and all involving so our living arrangements, not to mention sleeping activities, would have drawn some care as to the (too) many who did not see Gay sex as A Good Thing. Bill seemed to realize I had lost some interest in him but drifted into my own thoughts. Gay porn Supposedly it was the Vice President who wondered, aloud, what might happen if she got “knocked up”? (When all this came about we wondered about the Vice President….)In a very real sense our lives could have wandered on quite pleasantly if it had not been for the “Palmer Project”, a little known bit of exploration of the Sun, using a vehicle that could, and did, travel at 430,000 miles per hour. In space? Together. That was a stumper as no design included a layette or storage for diapers. Sex is sex no matter where, when or how.The President thought about it, NASA thought about it but, mostly, Bill and I thought about it. Flowers. Now, unknown to all but a very few, there were to be two: Bill and me….I’m Trace.All of this was the upshot of years of planning, engineering, thought, discussion as well as, almost an afterthought, the people who would “man” the space craft.
