I felt like such a loser. Sometimes I wanted everything to just freeze so I could think. So I could figure out what to do, how to handle the situation... When my parents fought, I just huddled there like a little kid. I was nineteen. I should protect my mom. My little sister.Krystal scurried ahead of me, the eighteen-year-old girl putting distance between me and her. Though we both walked to the same school, Glassner College, she hated walking with me. She didn't want to associate with Justin. She eased herself forward to kiss his lips as she took the flowers into her own hands."You're so sweet," she whispered as she eased herself back."Yeah, I know. I'm so sweet, I would melt in the rain," Brad teased with a smile."Mmmm, I bet you would," Stephanie spoke softley as she eased herself forward to, once again, place a gentle kiss on Brad's lips."Are you ready?" Brad asked as he began to notice what his girlfriend was wearing. It was a warm summer night in June, and so Stephanie was. Gallagher,” she said, her English impeccable. “Strange bedfellows, huh?”To say that the geopolitical situation that had dragged Dey out of the solar system and to the nearest and oldest settled human colony world was fraught and overcomplicated would be a tad like calling the sun a mite bright. Imperial Russia wanted the resource rich and strategically viable colonies on Trappist-1A. The Chinese would really prefer that they keep their colonies and the access to stable transuranic elements. Dean was obviously the Stud, Laura being able to attest to at least three of his orgasms during the course of the night. But he was not even close to the number of orgasms Jamey notched. She so wished she could sneak up and take a peep. Later, Jamey admitted that she looked over her shoulder often during the night, expecting Laura to be there, watching. And that was how it went for many nights. At some stage Laura was past being frustrated with lust and it was more a case of being frustrated.