” “Oh that’s not so much. Why don’t you just lick it off?” “You little perv!” “No, no. I didn’t mea... it like that Amber. You’re my best friend’s sister. Do you really thing I would look at you like that?” I said in an honest, innocent voice. But after she said that, my mind flipped. “What did you mean by that ‘I should lick it up comment Brett?” “Nothing. If I spill something on my shirt I always lick it up and then go rinse it off. That’s. Adopting the local time zone seems the right thing to do. Merry Christmas Jada, and a belated happy festival of lights.” They shared a long kiss and the Jada felt a brief tension in her lover’s body.“Something wrong?”“Oh, I was just reminiscing. I suspect this planet has a faster orbital period than Earth. That’s why the lengths of the day are changing so rapidly. This might be the very last time we celebrate a December 25’th.”“Ah. Yes...” They lost themselves in another kiss. All sense of time. It's not very fair to be reading my mind without my permission."The venerable woman clucked her tongue. "Part of your training, dear. You should always have at least some mental shields up. Few of those who practice the darker arts would be considerate enough to ask first." But," the lady sighed as she continued, "magic wasn't even really necessary to read *that* thought. It was so obvious on your face that anyone could have picked it up... even with 'plain vanilla-normal' senses." But why are. It’s so dark now the power is off. she added. I came over to her bed, sitting on the edge, saying, “Don’t be afraid, Aunty. I’m here now. Do you want me to light a candle, so you can see? YES she said .I carefully carrying a lit candle,shielding it so as not to let the breeze blow it out and carefully on the bedside table and now the room seemed warmer, lit by the glow from the candle. “There you are, Aunty, that’s better, isn’t it?” “Yes, it is,” she agreed. “Thank you so much! Shailu, will.