"Why do I feel like I'm missing something here?" I asked.Jessica picked up the torch of conversation. "Well, Selena and I have both been ... neglected...for a while. And you've been trying to conceal an erection since we got out of the car."Now it was my turn to blush. "Hookay, then," I responded guardedly. "Busted."I paused a few seconds and said, "Does that mean you'd like some help with that neglect problem you've been having?"Jessica smiled. "Hormones do make you crave more than just pickles. There are plants and animals that I’ve never smelled before, sounds from birds and insects that I don’t recognize, I feel like I should be on edge but the Earth is a tame planet.”“How do you mean?” I asked, looking up at her.“Everything on Borealis has evolved to kill something else, everything is dangerous, it’s an endless competition for survival.”“Surely you have some animals that aren’t out to get you? Pets? Domesticated livestock? Smaller creatures evolved to evade predators?”“Yes, though. By our latest go, I was totally drawn in by your impatience to take us from the internet into a real life of tasting and touching the delights connected only by a world wide web. On my side, I had an easy time responding to your demand for poetry by searching for and then cutting and pasting back to you nicely paced deliveries of rhymes from the lines from songs found on the internet as a sort of reconstruction of what might have been a poem ignited by the passions of our messaging. Even when. Aise hi humari 2 din m 7-8 bar yhi smile exchange hue. Na usne mujhse baat ki na mere m itni himat hue baat karne ki.Fir jab snowfall start hua to hum hotel m hi fas gye bahar nhi ja sakte the. To pura din room m hi spend hua sabka. Raat k karib 9-9:30 bje m bore ho k socha hotel k terrace par jata hu. Maine apne friends se pucha to unhone mana kardiya to m akela hi chala gya. Jaise hi m upar pahucha mere to mann m ladoo fut gya vha neha khadi thi. Fir maine idhar udhar dekha to dusra laddoo.