The picture of Sima was continuously reflecting before my eyes. I had habit of writing dairy every day. I used to note all important events of my life...in detail. I wrote down about the beauty of Sima and about her act about her expression everything in detail. I wrote detail description about her beauty and how she enjoyed and then went to bed, slowly my eyes got closed and I slept.Next morning I came down as per my schedule and Sima as usual was in kitchen and was preparing breakfast. My view. It was with that discovery the Captain started to send all of the tests and data back to their home world. The Captain felt the ruling counsel and the church would have a lot to examine. Most important of all, the holy relic they had found in every city they had explored so far was the exactly the same symbol they had in front of every one of their places of worship.The crowded lecture hall erupted in laughter with several members booing and making derisive noises while the tall, slim, sliver. The pair of panties on the floor that smelled of raw sex...the pile of packages that lay, unopened on the couch.There was one thing missing. Jennifer. At some time during the night or early in the morning, she had slipped out of the house. I sat in my recliner, with my knees pulled to my chest. So many mixed emotions swirled in my head that I thought I was going to have an emotional crisis. There was the emptiness in my arms, where Jennifer had felt so good. There was the lingering confusion of. Thompson checking out my butt. A little shocked, I walked over and leaned against the counter next to him, reaching only chest high I asked, so why are you up? Swollowing a bite of his sandwich he replied,Im just getting home. Think I had to much to drink, im a little drunk. Seeing the smile on his face I grinned and kinda looked down a little bashful like, but I have no clue why. He started into the living room and stumbled into the wall. I quickly made my way to him to help him to the couch..