Why couldn’t it happen on a damp, dismal day; at least angry, dismal looking clouds would match the mood of how I was feeling? Damn IRS would believ... anything and charge you with a crime without evidence. Actually, I knew that wasn’t true in most instances, and if that was true, what did they find that led them to believe that I wasn’t reporting my income?Four cups of coffee later, I concluded that maybe it wasn’t my personal income that they had a problem with; maybe it was the Ark. Meraa lund to pahale se hi pura tanaa huaa thaa tabhee vineetaa hasate hue mere lund kee taraf dekhakar bolee isako abhee to maie khaana khilaya tha kyaa yah fir se bhukhaa ho gayaa aur jor se khikhilane lagi maine usase kahaa ki isaki puri bhookh to ek din ke baad hi mitegi aur ab vo meri god mai baiṭh gayee.Mai usake dono boobs par peechhe se saabun lagaa raha tha aur mera tanakar khada kund usakee gand ki lakeer mai jakar gand ki ched ko chuu raha tha.Ab vo khadee ho gayee aur usane mere. Officially, that is to say, on charts cartographed by the Interstellar Cartography Guild, the planet was nothing more than a jerkwater stop on the way to Alpha Orienns IV, the last of the frontier planets. The Emperor of the Known Multiverse, Kerrigan III, the Just, had determined that it was to be nothing but a way-stop, useful for the amount of Tritium LithoKarytide that could refuel the Empire's gigantic freighters. It's Official name was Beta Centarus VII, but the locals all called it Myst. Sad, so fucking sad, she thought as she turned off the water and opened the shower curtain. In the large mirror in front of her, her reflection looked back at her. Tall, with a firm body women half her age would be proud off. Why did she bother, why spend the two hours every morning jogging and working out? She might as well stop it, drink more and eat more. That way she would fit in nicely with most divorced women her age around town.She longed for a man to hold her, to kiss her, to hear him.