She spread her arms and Duane, who is younger and quicker and more athletic than I am, got there first. His arms went around Jessica; his mouth attach...d itself to hers, and his hands went to her voluptuous ass. I'm not a voyeur, but I watched, because I wanted a turn with those lips too, and the wait was not a long one. She turned her face to me and, when we started kissing, her tongue quickly made the acquaintance of mine. One of Duane's hands remained on her ass, while the other one deftly. "You do know that you have a very good voice for reading. I wonder where I can get a copy of this?" Sharon said."You can have this one." I said wanting to get rid of it as quickly as possible.But Sharon shook her head, "No Alice, that is your own copy, you should keep it!" She said and completely refused to take it.In order to stop listening I decided to take out the dirty plates and placed them on the tray and then carried them out to the lift. I found the hidden button and the door opened, I. "It looks like they're gonna start pumping the gas!" Gas?"John asked to the Mayor. The old man shook his head," John you really don't want to know."At the Sweethearts homestead the coverall smocked troops worked quickly but ever so carefully. The engines of the Jolly Duster whined as its underbelly began to pump. The flexing tube ran to a triple sealed valve; the deadly agent beginning its long journey along the arrow straight alien tunnel.Inside the ship the corridors were full of commuting. But I knew that I had to be realistic, and so I recovered the way that I always did in these situations – I threw myself into my work. While I had been sightseeing in Paris with Juliette and Madeline, I had had an idea for a story that could develop into my next novel. It involved three people looking for an ancient treasure that was reputed to be hidden somewhere in the city. I had developed characters based on Juliette and Madeline, suitably disguised of course! In the back of my mind I knew.