He turned the page and began reading the next entry.-- Monday 8 April ‘02I was finishing up my Sunday journal entry when my visitor approached me an...d asked me what I was doing. I explained I’ve kept a journal since I learned to write. He congratulated me on my discipline and asked to look at what I had written.“I can’t read this,” he said. “I don’t know your writing.”“Would you like me to teach you?” I asked.“I would.”We sat, cross-legged on the floor, facing each other. I leaned toward him. "... Read it, Dear, for all to hear." She ran down and stood silently waiting for Marily to read the number from the slip of paper."Thirty-three," Marily whispered, frightened of the number for some reason, alarmed that she was suddenly the center of attention."Thirty-three, thirty-three," Vivian sang, turning back into the crowd and passing among them the box so that they could draw. Marily turned to Anna for help and an explanation."Oh, you've never done this before. I forgot. Vivian or Peter. At best we needed to be Ferangi an' a lot more aggressive than that. That is if we're gonna actually win against the dickheads. And to be honest we needed to win against the dickheads 'cause they was definitely like cancer and eventually we were gonna get driven out of the galaxy and to be honest the universe if somethin' or somebody didn't do somethin' about them. And it seemed we was up 'cause we was in their gun sights as it was. Luck was with us that the friendly (way too friendly) aliens. I was glad she didn't show any hesitancy now that we were close to the act. I watched her undress as I removed my own clothes.There they were! Her beautiful tits that I briefly held in my hands a short time ago.I next saw her dark curly hair around her pussy.There were two barely protruding pussy lips that I would see close up in a short time.Kelly climbed on the bed. She sat up against the headboard with pillows behind her back.I crawled toward her. I wanted her!"Wait!" she said and held her.