There were sentient beings he could identify and there were many more he could not. Dressed or decorated in what was considered to be the finest in th...ir respective societies.Two beings were waiting for them at the end of the landing ramp, one was a Stellaris. Ever since Roy had met Alejandro on Belle Station he had learned to differentiate between the Stellaris and the Sentmacs known as the X101 of Factory. The other was a Klack, this member of that insectoid species was easily identified.. " Aw Carrie, stop hating."I slapped his arm. He laughed. That only pissed me off more. I reached over and changed the radio station to Country music, which I hated and I knew he hated more. I cranked it up loud."Hey!" he shouted and changed it back to classic rock. Jimmy Hendrix blasted through the speakers.I changed it again and we began to fight, like we always do.Saturday night came and Jamie called me with a voice full of panic. "Carrie! What do I wear? How should I fix my hair? Should I. The soup was hot, and as thick as some stews I have eaten. The bread served with the soup was excellent. I am no connoisseur of wines, but I enjoyed the red wine I received with my meal.The main reason for the stop was so that Lucy could ask the waitress, and later also the owner of the restaurant, where one might find a place to sleep."There is a park about a mile outside of town. It is where young tourists gather in the summer. We can stay there, he said." Lucy informed me. "If not that there. ” She said, “Come inside.”Since she is here, I did not go to the bedroom. When I entered, I was amazed. My bachelor bedroom was turned into a woman’s bedroom. Everywhere there were ladies’ items. My dressing table was filled with her bangles, earrings, necklace, lipsticks, makeup items.She has unpacked very well. Now, it was her bedroom, the bedroom of a woman. She interrupted. I said yes. Then I saw her. She was standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a pink satin saree, and her back.