The next day we decided to sleep over but around 10:30 my friend got a call from his daadi’s house and so had something personal work which I never ...asked.So he said that I should stay the night as its very late.So I agreed and his mom also insisted.But the moment he left,her mom’s behavior changed completely.She was not wearing her dupatta the whole time.And then we finished eating and I said I wanna help you do the dishes.And later she agreed after a lot saying by me.And then the conversation. I’m your best friend. Plus I know guys. Older guys have a total fantasy about young seventeen year old girls with bangs and a blunt cut.” They both giggled and Midge squeezed Barbie’s hand for encouragement. That night Barbie was so nervous she could barely sleep. She honestly felt like it was her “first time” again. The next day the salon session relaxed Barbie. Midge was with her every minute. Barbie surveyed the salon’s work in the mirror. She was so happy with her hair and nails. Looking at. You remember being ecstatic when a mountain ridge started pushing up near the south pole.But then, the Angali came and everything changed. They had been attracted to the strange EM pulses (your "brainwaves") on the surface and sent an exploration ship down. You almost fried their robots with brainwaves when you realized that this wasn't some mere meteor. They probed around on you for a while before taking a sample and flying off. That had been the hardest choice you'd ever made. You wanted to. I remembered. I had noticed her myself earlier, as we left the main ballroom after the opening address, working our way out to the first break-out sessions in different conference rooms within the complex. Great posture, handsome suit, legs in sheer nylons, pretty color hair and girl-next-door smile. I think it was the posture and bearing that I remembered. Otherwise, I might never have recognized her. She certainly looked a lot more glamorous, perhaps skipping the latter meetings to have her.