"Yeah, when I'm fucking you. It doesn't hurt, you know, down there?"I shook my head. "Maybe I'm a freak, Brad. Maybe it's supposed to hurt,you know... like in the stories I read online. In a normal world, I guessit should. But the thing is..."I paused for a second. Thinking things is one thing, I realized. Sayingthem out loud, acknowledging them verbally, especially to others,especially to other people close to you, that's something else entirely.If you say it in front of someone, you. I was just borrowing my dad’s phone because it has your number in it. And actually, I was calling to talk to Emily, if I could.”I handed Emily the phone, “It’s for you, Em.”Emily took the phone, “Yes?”“Oh, yes, Dad mentioned you. Thank you so much for the invitation to your party this Saturday.”Pause.“Oh, my goodness. I’ll have to thank Daddy extra especially for the compliment. And, yes, I would love to ... dress? Um, I’m wearing a light green chiffon cocktail dress; I do hope it is. There was concern. They all knew they had six months. UNASA cranked up the Moon Terraforming project.Yuri Gagarin City was put on top priority. The second and a third wheel would be complete by impact date. A second storage satellite was under construction next to Yuri Gagarin City. The Yuri Gagarin City, New London, on the Moon would be able to sustain themselves for twenty years.Lifters and fuel were also stored near Yuri Gagarin City.On Earth hardened sites from the cold war were. "Ohhh, you brought me ice, how thoughtful of you," she said, ignoring the flowers in my other hand. I couldn't help but laugh at her mature sense of humour as my gaze travelled the length of her body. She was wearing a pair of white yoga pants that looked as if they had been painted on, with a tight white halter top that held her perfect young breasts above her flat stomach. A pair of strappy white gladiator sandals exposed her pretty painted toes, adding further to my state of growing arousal.