"And what tactic would we employ if we encounter the Sa'arm?" countered Payne, his Virginia patrician accent tinged with sarcasm. "Our only real optio...n is to use the Sir Robin manoeuvre: tuck our tail between our legs and gallantly run away at the fastest speed this ship has coal for. The AI can handle that without relying on any human intervention at all. Just tell the ship to get the hell out of here, and we're gone, before anyone outside the bridge crew even knows a threat exists."Toddy. "Without speaking I went back around behind her, and finished tightening the chain, until her hands were just under her neck in back. She began to moan when the hands had almost reached their destination; when I stepped back around in front of her, she'd begun to cry a little. I opened the drawer she'd indicated, and took out a large box of long, large-gauge needles, which I set out open on the table. I turned to her and asked, "Do you have any irritant?" She indicated the other end of the. She kissed back, for a moment, and then moved away. Sitting in swings, I couldn't get any closer without getting up. "I really like you, Ricky," she said. "But I don't want to rush things." I'm not trying to rush anything," I said, a bit desperately since of course that's exactly what I was doing. "But I really like you, too, and I'd really like to kiss you for a minute."It was an incredibly dorky thing to say, but somehow setting a time limit made it okay. She got up from the swing and we went. She was wearing a blue plaid pleated skirt, a white blouse and knee high socks with black shoes. All of the students had left for the day.Mr Davill sat at his desk grading papers. He was a tall man in his early forties. He had brown cropped hair and beautiful brown eyes you could get lost in. He was wearing a black suit with a crisp white shirt and a blue and white stripped tie. Tanya thought he looked so handsome.She couldn't believe she was in trouble again. Mr Davill was going to spank her!.