Kentucky origin, aged in genuine oak barrels, about twelve years old if his math was right. He didn’t even know what month it was half of the time, ...here were fewer hours in a day here and the Borealan calendar was all screwy. If it wasn’t for the status updates he sent back to the UNN he might have completely lost track of Earth-standard time.He took the bottle back to the kitchen and brought out a couple of shot glasses from a cabinet, the Polars watching curiously as he poured the drinks and. He had tried to talk to her when they were alone, but she would walk away without a word. And the night before, she had plugged up the hole between their rooms, and he had not been able to look at her.But he had heard voices in her room, muffled and guarded, and he knew that she was with her lover again. He wanted badly to ask her who her secret lover was, but he couldn't get close enough to her anymore, to exchange confidences or even civilities. He wondered often who the man was who came to. She is wearinga red sleeveless top with a low scoop neck that shows off her amplecleavage, a long print skirt with a black background and red pumps with3" heels and buckles over the toes. "Oh, pretty!" she says as she seesme and gives me a kiss. Funny, just what I think when I see her. "Takethis into the kitchen, Angel."Maureen is Linda's closest friend and the most likely to bring food toshare. I look in the bag to find tacos. I spread them out on thekitchen table and get plates. But I have to. It was the first time for me to have sex session or kiss session wildly in a bus in presence of passengers. I knew we may get caught but we were enjoying each and every second of that time. We were least bothered about the people present in that bus. I moved my hand and began to squeeze her left breast; it was so soft than other south Indian girl. Now I began to keep my hand over her blouse and tried to unlock it. She came to sense, “I think people can hear our moan and even they can see us.