" Well, why don't you two go talk for a bit. Once she knows, meet us in the Commons and we'll all introduce ourselves."The two Orang women floated in ...ront of the store, looking up at the large glowing BELLS sign."So ... this thing just appeared in your back yard."Daium laughed."Yup. It just plopped down in the snow sometime in the middle of the night." That's ... incredible." And stupid. I knew nothing about it until I heard these strange voices outside the house. Next thing I know, these. He got the green signal and touched my left boob with his hand above blouse. He kept his hand still there for some time. I looked around the bus but no one was watching because of this hectic journey. Everyone was busy controlling themselves from falling to his – her immediate next person.When he saw that I haven’t removed his hand, he slowly started pressing the boob over my blouse with one hand first and started using both his hand. I also started enjoying by now and was feeling wet. The. 69.He should've taken the lift. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there??. Much would happen before then.And while I'm catching up on things, I did hear one last bit of news from Mr. X. After years of no contact from Her, out of the blue he'd heard from the woman who'd once stolen his heart - or at least his ability to trust in his own feelings of what's right. Seems now she not only missed his friendship, but was admitting after too many years of outright denial that her connection to him was special above anything else. He said that she sounded very sincere about it.