"Seven percent more, just seven percent!" Poor Jared." Her fingers wove through my hair, massaging the back of my neck in the familiar way that I love...d. Loved and hated. "Only seven percent away from the solution to saving the world. Oh well, the day before yesterday it was nine percent. Come on, Jarryboy. Time to stop working for the day. You've put in your four hours for good old NanoSoft Corporation, and then some. It's nearly time for us to go." Go?" I shook my head, still intent on the. "Are you okay up there Katy," she heard John shout up to her."Yeah, I'm fine. I'll only be another 5 or 10 minutes," the sexy young blonde shouted back.Katy pulled her white socks on next - they came up to just below her knees. Then she put on her white shirt, and buttoned it up. She hadn't been one hundred per cent sure whether to wear a bra or not, but John had told her never to wear one any more, unless he gave her permission. He hadn't mentioned it, and so she went bra-less. The shirt was. Because of 9/11, New York City has more cameras trained on its streets and traffic than any city in the world. I had maybe an hour before New York's finest began using those cameras to track this car. My first order of business was to get away from the city and the cameras. I drove a pre-rehearsed route to the nearest interstate and sped up to the speed limit before hitting the speed control. Traffic was light headed away from the city at this hour and the exit I needed was fifty miles away.. The morning sunlight waking her every morning had been hard to get used to after she first accidentally broke off her window blinds a few months ago. Now she welcomed the warm glow on her soft pale skin, getting out of bed and preforming her morning stretches routine in front of her large bay windows.If Lilian were another girl she would realise that standing where she was gave nearly all the houses on her street a perfect view of her supple teenage body. That as she stretched her slender arms.