Not just yet.

"Hold that thought," Morgan says with a smile, "I need to stop by the bathroom." She quickly diverges from their path to the hangar and slips into one of the restrooms at Space Command. Finding an empty stall, she accesses the uniform's special waste patches and squats down over the Japanese-style toilet. She holds one of the railings, leaving her other hand free.

While she relieves herself, her mind wanders briefly back to the recent bet. She imagines herself squirming and wriggling, her uniform just a little tighter, pressing in on her breasts. She imagines a race against time, as some villain threatens to explode the universe ...

"Oh dear, you're really horny aren't you?"

Morgan's eyes snap open, and seeing just the empty stall sighs. "Maria!" she thinks as loudly as she can, "are you ogling my brain while I'm in the toilet?"

"Just idling the time, partner," she replies telepathically. "And let me say, I think it's absolutely sad that you're so hard up for sex that you've taken to fondling yourself while you pee ... or is that part of your fantasy too, hmm? All helpless and molested while you pee yourself?"

Morgan grunted, unable to finish thanks to the feeling of being watched ... and other feelings as well. "Quit messing with my mind, you're putting images in there ..."

"... over your own? Hah, I think not. You've thought about it," she replies with a mental 'giggle.'

"You said it yourself once, Maria," Morgan replies sourly, "Everyone thinks of everything sometime"

"Mayyyybe," she teases, "Or maybe you want me to seize your mind right here ... there's other people in there, after all, wouldn't it be just sensual to start moaning right there in your stall." She dangled the thought in Morgan's mind, causing her to reflect on it for just a moment before Maria continues. "Ah ... you're thinking about it now ..." she thinks teasingly.

Morgan tried to stop thinking about any kind of sexual thoughts, knowing full well her partner might take that as an invitation.