Can’t you spend one night without me?” I said, “No, so come. I wanna lick those pussy lips.” She said, “Not tonight. Tomorrow. Go sleep.” ... was confused but reluctantly I went back to sleep and tried to figure out what was she upto.The day came when I was gonna be alone with Payal. My parents left in the evening and were expecting to return the next evening. That was disappointing as I wouldn’t get much time with Payal. I made sure that there were condoms or pills. Then I went to her room. I. SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE HADN'T EVER BEEN WITH A GIRL BEFORE BUT SHE HEARD THAT IT WAS ONE OF THE BEST FEELINGS A GIRL COULD HAVE. IT TOOK ALOT BUT I OFFERED TO HELP HER OUT TO SHOW HER WHAT IT WAS LIKE. SHE AGREED AND THE FOLLOWING WEEKEND SHE CAME TO VISIT. SOMEHOW WE ENDED UP IN THE HOUSE ALONE. I ASKED HER WAS SHE STILL INTERESTED SHE SAID YES BUT SHE WAS VERY NERVOUS AND DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO. I TOLD HER NOT TO EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT SINCE IT WAS HER FIRST TIME I WOULD DO ALL THE WORK. I LEAD HER. When he finally found it again, it was merely as a whisper in the massive audience hall. ‘…dear god,’ he muttered to himself, the omni-corder forgotten in shock. He broke into a dead sprint, the glowsphere barely keeping up as he ran for the front of the chamber. All he could think of as he ran was the stories. He’d read them as a child, fairy tales of derring-do and heroism from a long-dead world. Stories of men and women who could fly through the skies without rocket-belts and shatter stone. “Don't know for sure. I'm looking for a place to settle that's far away from where I've been. I've been drifting my way across the country, working here and there and was cutting hay and met Carla and here we are and I don't know what's next.”“Stay here. You can stay in your trailer and use the house if you need to and help me make this homestead keep us alive.”“Really, are you serious?”“Yes, you're a good carpenter and I'm not. Catherine's a great gardener and sounds like Carla has been around.