"Eric nodded in agreement, Lunette cleared her throat as if she wereabout to speak. "I'll hike back to get the ship; you stay here and setup operation.... We can't have our Captain separating himself from thecrew."Captain Donaldson slowly nodded, knowing that she was right."When we were there in the clearing yesterday, I noticed a high pointabout a mile from where we spied the herd. That would be a good vantageto set up camp. Go ahead and land the craft there and advise us of yourarrival once. But I couldn’t resist myself looking at her shaped tits as she had her top button open. She in between bend for taking the beer bottle from the small table and keeping it back when I got glimpses of her cleavage. She had a white bra inside her Kurta. I was thoroughly enjoying the feast in front of me when she got up. Now I couldn’t any longer peep into her Kurta, so I was naturally a bit sad. But she came near me laid down on my lap. She continued her talks in my lap looking on my face. Her. Why was she going into his room? Everybody knew she loved that idiot Ken. If she knew what Ken had done with a couple of the girls but he didn't tell tales. Maybe she had changed her mind. Better yet maybe she was playing a game of some type. He loved games. He would force her to have some fun with him. That was the kind of game he wanted to play with Barbara right now. Oh, he might take a couple of candid photos of the two of them. Then maybe her goodie-two shoe mother might do more than talk. "She smiled. "Mabel thought as much and has left a stew on thestove for you."I thought about protesting that I was not hungry, but realisedthat that would sound ungrateful. "Thanks," I said and followedher and Beth into the kitchen. There was something about sittingat the kitchen table with Beth and her mother that stirred thingsup inside me. The emotionless void that I had been living inbegan to crumble and as I ate I felt the pain and griefreturning. I think it was being in a family setting.