I motioned for her to take a seat.Maryam sat on a sofa. It was quite hot in the flat and I offered her a cool drink. She nodded and I got her a cold c...ke from the fridge. I handed her a glass and poured most of the can into it.“Aren’t you having one to drink Jay?” she asked.“No,” I replied, “that’s the only one; I’ll have a glass of water in a minute.”She sipped from her glass and then offered it to me, “We will share,” she said. I took the glass, which had a slight smear of her lipstick, and. Taryn asked herself the question; why, if this land was so similar to her Earth, did it evolve and develop so different in other ways? Geology is as fickle as genetic mutation and evolution. Seismic activity just a half mile in a different location might crack the earth, shift the direction of an entire river, drain a lake that has stood the test of time for a thousand years, tear down a mountain, or raise a mountain higher. Seismic activity that doesn’t happen with devastating effect. He needed the visual. Bethany did too. She was up and watching the action between her legs. She could just see Bernard’s pink tongue flicking and lapping her light pink fairy petals. Delight shaped by flesh to flesh. It was heady and compelling. She saw her gash being savoured. She felt her gash being licked in swathes of growing pleasure. She heard the lap, lap of Bernard’s tongue and her own deeper breathing. She took in the scent of her own sex wafting up between her legs, burgeoning musky.. Maybe not the biggest, but at a hard seven inches, it had served me well, and would do again. At close to sixty, I was still in reasonable shape, maybe a few too many pounds, but being a keen squash player had kept the worst ravages of time at bay. Okay, my hair was now a very light grey, but still totally covered my head, and was cropped short which I preferred.Pulling on a fresh shirt and jeans I headed for the lobby. It felt good to be out of my suit for at least a few hours. The hotel.