Breathless. I held onto her. Okay, caress that pretty head.“Oh, Brad ... I love you...”And me, I’m Brad, and I think I know what she means.Reali...y intrudes, though.“Baby?”“Yes, love...”“I’ve got juice flowing ... We’re gonna spot the furniture.”“I don’t want to move...”“There’ll be more,” I said. “But...”She didn’t speak, she simply rolled sideways off me. I stood up.“Stop.”“Huh?”Her hand hooked behind my thigh, pulling me towards her. I was engulfed, sucked, licked.“Beck...”“Luvit.”“My. Chacha ko do ladkiya hai jo mujse choti hai. ek umer mujhse 3 saal aur ek 6 saal se choti hai.to kahani shooru karta hoon tab me high school class mai tha aur meri school subah rahati aur dopahar me ghar par ajata tha. mere saath mere chacheri behan jiska naam smita hai uska bhi school subah hi rahta tha. me aur wo sath hi school jate the. aur use choti thi jiska naam sushma tha uski school dopahar ko rahti. mai aur smita school mai sath ate jate isliye hum dono mai acchi dosti thi aur sath. It’s the most boring and bigoted little town I’ve ever seen. White folks out here are seriously scared of all the African, Asian and Arabic immigrants moving into the city but they hide it behind their phony smiles. The immigrants are none the wiser, thus many of the younger ones are dating ‘mainstream’ Canadians. I find that foolish. Canadians are racist and I don’t trust them. At Carleton University, a lot of White chicks approach me. They think I’m like those Black Canadian guys who ignore. It was a very lonely Thule after that.It was a very lonely Hesperus – lonely for the crews of the Haddock, Halibut and Dace. They could only wait, hiding as best they could and maintaining radio silence, as a brace of Sa'arm hive ships, escorted by a hideous number of smaller vessels, headed for the rocky, dry planet. If any one of the little patrol combatants gave their position away, all three would likely be sniffed out and then snuffed out very quickly.Suddenly, out of range of the Sa'arm.