7 h or didi ki 5.9Maine dekha ravi tv dekh rha h or fir dusare room m chala gya to m bhi piche ki taraf s gya or kular k bagal s dekhane lga ravi boxe...r m leta tha or uska colour black tha or di ka fair Itne m dii ayi or unhone mahrion nighty pahan rakhi thi, or akar khadi ho gyi ravi ghur rha tha unhe fir ravi and unke gown ka belt khol diya andar red bra nd panty m thi or ravi bola wow bahut acchi lag rhi ho fir di and kaha ki dekhoge ya kuch or bhi krna hRavi khada hua or dii ko kiss krnw lga. My mind blanked out." She smiled, correctly guessing the reason. He still found it difficult to concentrate but for another ten minutes he pretended to do so. "Email the two alternatives to Faulkener's and see which they will go for, Stella. Let them choose and if they want some alterations, go from there. You know I'm not into some of your arty designs but Faulkener's seem to appreciate them." Slowly he made his way round to each of his employees and had a word with them. Every time he passed. She wanted to leave, but she was too curious. At the usual time for him to leave for work, he left the house alone and walked to the car, driving off without noticing her. The house looked locked up and deserted now. She waited another hour but didn’t see another woman exit the house. Just because she wasn’t there didn’t mean she wasn’t in his life. The questions still filled her mind about their relationship. She couldn’t bring closure to it because she didn’t understand it. She’d felt so out. As Don sat down, Lessa beside him, hand resting on Don's shoulder, Villa retreated to a seat at a free console."So, what's up?" Don asked, eyes scanning the holographic sphere dominating the front half of the bridge. They were once again between planets, heading towards the first of the gas giants, Hikaru, and its twenty moons. There shouldn't be anything out here."Distress signal, probably Federation, and rather weak. My guess is an escape pod." Villa hit some keys, sound filled the bridge. It.