“Are you going to come out again soon?” he called from the living room. “Because your beer is getting hot.” I found myself biting my lower lip...to keep from shouting back a number of bad responses, ranging from an observation on the general nastiness of light beer to a fairly dirty retort regarding how hot I was getting compared to my beer. Instead, I used the wet rag to cool off my face and neck and returned to the living room. “How is the game going?” I asked, surprised at how steady I kept my. A few beers loosened my lips beyond anything that I knew I should not be saying. “Jesus Jess, you really can’t be doing that while I’m here. Fucking hell.” She turned her head as she stood up. “Sorry? What’s wrong Garry?” She looked at me quizzically, seemingly unaware of what I had just seen. “I can’t handle seeing you like that, seriously that has just given me some major material for my wank bank,” I laughed. Her eyes widened and she laughed herself, flushing. “Your what? Oh my god, did I. I have seen them kissing and cuddling on several occasions, but so far nothing sexual has went on between them as far as I know, and trust me I know. I have made several trips to town to bring back extra supplies to store for when we did get the space ship repaired so we could leave for the tropics as soon as possible. We were going to just put all the stuff in the ship right away, but we realized that may be a bad idea. It may take us longer than we think to get the thing fixed, or some kind. I am not afraid anymore. I will go with you to see whether her Highness requires anything." Who is she?" I asked, since I just now realised that we had never introduced ourselves and she always called me little boy or dear boy.When she realised I didn't know she became quite unsure of herself."Maybe it is not for me to tell. I thought you must be a relative since you are travelling with her. Although I must say, the state of your clothing gives me different ideas. Who are you?"Well, if.