He chose instead to look at his s****r. She was being very brave. In spite of it all, she wasn’t whimpering like so many others. The temperature in...the cabin had fallen for some reason, and he liked to think it was the chill that made her shiver, not fear. It had been so warm when they’d boarded the plane in Atlanta. He’d thought nothing of her opting to wear her skirt and flip flops. It was a short skirt, too, leaving her coltish legs bare to well above her knees. The way she was sitting had. There are two ways to prevent this.”He raised his index finger.“Exercise, if you wish to eat the same amount of food you did on Borealis, you must burn those calories through strenuous physical activity, consider hunting, chopping wood, helping to build more cabins.”He raised a second finger.“Option two, eat less. Your body can only burn the calories that you supply it with, if your body has a calorie deficit, that means you burn more than you put in, you will lose weight. Over time your. Across from him was a tall blonde, much too old for him, and seriously gorgeous. She slid around on the shiny old leather of the seat and faced him. Her bare feet were perched on the leather, and from where Andy nervously sat he could see under her short black skirt to skimpy bright yellow knickers.She hoisted her ass off the seat for moment, lifting the skirt, and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her knickers before sliding them down her legs in an easy movement. She threw them to the. I rolled the mascara brush along my eye lashes and fanned them out. Shehad also given me some lipstick she didn't like but I'd never yet usedit, I though now was the right time. It was only a few shades darkerthan my own lip colour so I followed the outline of my lips with itthen puckered up my lips and pressed them together to spread thelipstick evenly. I then leaned forward and shook my hair out and ran myfingers through it and fluffed it up more than I usually do.I looked back at my self in.