"Like it, Asha? Like the licking?" YES, SIR! YES!" Want some more?" He continued to lick and lick."YES, SIR (lick)... YES (lick)... YES(lick)... YES (...ick)... THAT'S NICE (lick)... YES, LICKME LIKE THAT, SIR (several licks)... YES, LICK AGAIN, SIR (another series of licks)... AAGAIN (lick)... AGAIN (lick)... CONTINUE LICKING, SIR (vigorous licking again and again)."For five minutes she urged him to lick. The gossamer fabric was thoroughly wetted by his saliva and her juices. Her body rocked. She, with a sexy smile, unhesitatingly took my phone and dialed her own number. That was the beginning of a journey to her bedroom.The ‘texting’s’ followed soon after we met. Passing on mutual complimentary messages and decent wishes and civilized queries became the order of the day. Bored with such nondescript ripples, I decided to create waves.“What are you wearing for tonight, ‘aunty’ Sheila, if you don’t mind me asking?” That was the text message, which went from my mobile to hers. “You. Why did they even come up and ask me to begin with?”“I can’t answer that. If I did, I would.”“Well ... what does it fucking matter anyway? Next week we could have an Itrean fleet come knocking at our solar system and reduce Mars to ash and Earth ... well, the aliens wouldn’t have to do anything to it. We already fucked it up for them.”He stood up from the chair. “Thank you, Akari, but I am going to head out. I am going to crash and not think about things for a while.”“What you were telling me. Mark paced around the living room while waiting. It was only about a three minute wait before Karrie was back on line breathing hard. “He’s checked with the registrar. Rana has left the University. Um, that was about a week or so ago. No reason stated. That’s all I have, Mark. It’s possible one of her girlfriends knows the reason. Have you tried her home number?”“I have. No one answers. I think the numbers no longer in use.”“I hate to say it, but that’s not good news, Mark,” Kerri said. “Um, if.