“Ach, she’s out gallivanting again. Mark my words, she’ll overdo it.”As we heard them leave, I laughed and said to Peter, “if you want to ov...rexert me, I’m more than happy.”“I don’t need to be told twice.”Several of Peter’s female colleagues set about trying to save him from his solitary and monastic life. Judging by the photographs I saw they were all curvy and hot, a boy’s dream. Despite their attention, Peter didn’t succumb. “Why would I go after cheap bubbly when I’ve already got. Megan paced in the study, tugging the cuffs of her sleeves. Peter was at his account books, silent except for the sound of his pen scratching the page. He looked even more tired now than before he'd left. He'd come back late and put her off several times, and now she waited for him to finish with the books, rehearsing what she wanted to say. Finally he looked up at her. His eyes were very sad. “All right,” he said. and nodded. Megan swallowed. “I know it might not be my place...”“Just get to. Apparently the crisis had been averted.Just then I heard a soft thump, as something bumped gently against the outer hull. Well, at least it was a soft collision, I thought. After a few more moments of thunderous silence, I heard another sound from the outside hull. It sounded as though an air lock had mated itself to the main exit hatch.Thoroughly confused now, I peered out through the window of the entrance hatch and, instead of the normal blackness of deep space, I saw a well lit corridor. Enter I heard Lynn call sarcastically.I opened the door , the curtains was open , sunlight streaming into the roomThe quilt was on the floor George was in the middle Lynn was on his right, and the other women about twenty five , she was black and a very pretty face ,was cuddling up to him on his leftLovePut that down here Lynn said moving the radio and lamp on the bedside tableThe other women was laughing omg, you was telling the truthThis is Sofia , this is Chris's my husbandSay hello Chris.