What with the wind howling and moaning about the ancient house's windows and the old lady's constant need for attention, she was having a very unpleas...nt time indeed!All thoughts of trying to decode the writing on the paper had to be put on the back-burner for the time being. She had got hold of a few books on the subject of ciphers and their decrypting but, as yet, had barely begun to make sense of it all. When the bombshell of her sister's sudden illness had exploded she had been forced. There was a man in his 50’s in front of Shifa who dint seem to be complaining about the constant rubbing of her boobs on his back.I went near and could see Sundar crushing his crotch area into Shifa’s ass globes with her kameez lifted and only the salwar between his crotch and her ass. I felt it was strange as no matter how much the crowd and her kameez wouldn’t have come up without someone doing it intentionally. Sundar was almost shocked when he saw me right next to him and relaxed a bit and. There are many theories and few facts to go on.If there is some kind of war between the two races, I don't want to be involved in it. Who knows, since this is a planet created from scratch, maybe the Neanderthals will survive this time around with Kemon's people watching over us all. Are they interested in saving the Neanderthals?That is another thing - Kemon's people are strange. They are an advanced race of beings, and they seem to be unconcerned about competing with humans, as warlike as we. I don’t think I will ever be able to talk to you again!”“You are talking to me now!”I turned and looked at Missy, who had finally caught up with me and said, “Because you are making me talk to you. Just let me go, Missy. Please?”“No! You can run to the bathroom, but I am going to follow you. Sherrie, I am sorry I said what I said, but you know it’s true also.”“God, Missy, you don’t know how to listen do you? I want to be alone!”“Sherrie, don’t avoid what I said. I want to talk because I want.