Uski baat sunte hi maine smile kiya aur kaha very nice mam aap saree bhi bahut achi carry karti hain and jeans bhi. Usne meri taraf dekh ke smile kiya...and kaha thank you and sorry!. Main thoda confused sa hogya tha tha to she said thank you seat ke liye and sorry aapse rude baat karne ke liye kyunki aksar train mein log batameez hote hain aur seedhe muh baat nahi karte, main hasa and apna haath aage badhate hue kaha “hi! I am rajat ” and usne kaha ” I am priya”, baat karte karte usne kaha ki. A slim and attractive woman in her mid-thirties, Brenda served as the colony’s quartermaster. Medium sized, well-tanned breasts protruded from her chest, and a pageboy haircut framed her freckled face. The dented, circular scar of a long healed bullet wound adorned her left breast, a few inches below her collarbone.One wall of the armory displayed her honorable discharge from the US Army along with a citation awarding her the Army Commendation Medal for heroism, a Purple Heart for wounds. And with his mound pressed against my pubic bone, I wanted him, and invited him inside. The opening was tight, and he entered gently and slowly, and like a virgin, I took him in and welcomed him, and somehow, it was the first time, because he had not taken before I had asked. And I cried tears of gratitude. The next day we went to my sister’s art studio and painted. I loved the colors he splashed across his canvas, and in his truck outside the pizza place we went for lunch, I gave him a card. But no time for wondering, as she took me through corridors to various rooms, telling that this one was the library, this the meeting room, this the recreation room. I saw a few of her race, and she greeted them in a rather high pitched language, which seemed to be based on tone rather than syllables. I was looked at pretty solidly by everyone that we encountered, but somehow I had expected that. Then we went outside, or at least I thought it was outside, and explored the area around the.