Lynda said, ‘All right, you two. Stop talking about this mess. We’re tired of hearing about it! That’s all we’ve heard this week! This is New ...ear’s Eve and this is a party… no more talk about arms smuggling for the rest of the night…OK?!!’ Tom sat forward, took his wife’s hand and kissed it gently. ‘Yes, dear. We’re sorry. No more shoptalk for the rest of the night. Shall we dance instead?’ He stood and helped Lynda to her feet. Their friends followed them onto the dance floor and were totally. . space took my breath away. And no, that wasn’t some cute way to say I had forgotten to connect the air to my helmet (which was the only part of an MCP that resembled the old space suits, since you didn’t need to have to have perfect manual dexterity with your lips to manipulate space components, we weren’t pastel colored ponies.) No, this was just standard awe at the vastness and majesty of the universe. It was times like this where I almost wished that I believed.Like ... in a god.My. I have started at 10:30 and reached there by 10:55. Surprisingly, she was on time. I was expecting some wheatish or average skin tone lady as I neither asked her photo nor I saw her. But to my luck, she was like a Telugu actress “Surekha”. She just came and sat in the car and asked me to take her some dhaba outskirts of Hyderabad.I was aww struck by looking at her. While driving, I praised her you look so beautiful in the saree. She told me that, I really didn’t expect the athletic body of. If she left by tomorrow morning, she would be able to link up with her new assignment before they set out on another deep space probe. But first she had one last thing to take care of.She knew she had spent far too much time deciding on the contents of the small box she carried. What if its intended recipient had already left on leave. With a deep breath she reached out and rang the door chime. Her look of anxiety immediately changed to a smile as the door slid open."Uhura?" she called out as.