She was sitting on one edge, and I was sitting right next to her. She said she was tired and asked me to bring her a glass of water.When I returned fr...m the kitchen with a glass of water, I had imagined she would be stripped naked waiting for me or something. But that clearly wasn’t the case. Since she was just lying down on the sofa, fully clothed. I kept the glass of water on the coffee table and sat on the other end on the sofa.She started to reach her legs out and put them near my thighs.. I can get more whenever you need it."Opening the second flask, she filled two small tumblers and they both drank the concoction down in one gulp. "It has the same effect as five a course meal without the necessity of running our food converters on overtime," Monica informed her."You said that I'd get sick without it." There are a few other essential ingredients mixed in but it's primarily liquid fuel," Monica told her. "We burn up the majority of what we consume, hardly producing any solid. His face was friendly and his eyes twinkled merrily. Long dark brown curls danced by the handsome features of his face and beneath a holly wreath set here and there with icicles."Ok, that is some dream." June thought aloud. She thought about running out of the workshop but the only thing she could think of worse than being stuck with this strange man was being caught in the mall in so revealing a costume."Come closer, June, and know me better." Santa beckoned to her.With that gesture, June felt. On the large topographical map, I pointed out and named my street, my school, the park where I played rugby, the butcher shop my mother shopped at, going on until he silenced me with a hand gesture. I got a discerning glare when a moment later I broke the ordered silence and felt the need to point out my grandparent's street. Once again he raised his hand close enough to feel it on my nose, shook his head as if I was daft, and turned to the intelligence officer. I got the message and shut.