Exhibitionist.

"I...I always wanted to be an exhibitionist."

"Really!?"

"Yes. I always wondered what it would be like to live like that. To have wild sex where anyone can see me. To get off in a crowded place."

"That's unexpected for you."

"Exactly." She whispered next. "I dont wear anything under my suit in the field. A good shot and I'll be exposed."

Miranda went a little wide eyed. "Have you ever...partaked?"

"No. Never been brave enough."

"If...if you would like I could be assistance with that."

This time Janes eyes went wide. "Dont joke with me."

"I'm not. I have many ways to help you ger that 'rush' you crave if you tust me."

"....I do trust you, but that seems like a bad idea."

"Tell you what. Sleep on it. Ill be in my quarters when you wake. If you come visit afterwards then you can decide."

Jane watched Miranda's perfect ass leave and considered her options.

When she woke up the next day she barley remembered the conversation but the important thing was very fresh in her mind.

Part of her was saying to act like she never said anything, but another and stronger emotion was winning out.