The windows, decoration, paintings, furnishings and surroundings dissolved around them, their focus funneled into the sensation of lips parting, overf...owing in feeling. Their bodies shifted against and across each other. She felt his hardness grow beneath her, coaxing a soft tingling between her legs. Her hand slid down his chest, the curves and swoops of his musculature, and smooth skin of his abdomen to his erection. Slow strokes up and down, back and forth. His warmth filled her hand and she. The obvious assessment was a Chencon invasion into the Perseus arm taking over the Junction but even in their weakened states, the locals would make any such venture costly. But the planning for the Chencon build-up must have been going on for the last decade at least and therefore the political processes had to be in place some years prior perhaps from the time of southern hostilities commencing.TJ felt he was missing something....Derrin was again examining the locked "Décor" folder but still. I didn't reply when five minutes later I got another text. Chloe again, 'Come up and wish me goodnight xx.' So I finished my beer and made my excuses. I called for her and she invited me into the room. As I opened the door and looked in the dimly lit room I noticed that Chloe was in bed and covered with the blankets. I asked how she was, she said she felt better. I said I was going home and wished her goodnight. She asked, why don't you stay, it's late. I said where would I stay. She said there. She had the chance to study abroad in England and from the very first sentence between the two of them she was infatuated. He was tall, about six-foot-two with bright, green eyes and brown hair. He kept his hair short but liked to grow out his sideburns. He was lanky and looked like a willow tree but to her, he was the most handsome man alive. He was sarcastic and funny. He understood her values and wanted the same things out of life as she did. He frustrated her, excited her, made her feel.