" Kara replied shortly.Van-el, as was his habit when addressing the communications system, looked up at the ceiling."Unknown ship, this is the space v...essel Survivor, Captain Van-el speaking."Without any delay, a booming male voice responded over the speakers. "Captain Van-el, this is Captain Smith of the United Star Vessel Endeavour responding to your hail. What are your origin, your cargo, and your destination?"Van-el took a deep breath to steady his nerves before he responded, just barely. In the center of the table, Jeff had folded a quilted comforter as well as several pillows.Michelle squealed into her gag as Jeff lifted her up and sat her on the comforter. He then lifted her legs and twisted them around until Michelle had wriggled herself onto her stomach, her head hanging over the edge of the table. Michelle felt her ankles being freed from their bindings briefly before Jeff took each one and tied it tightly against her thigh in a tight frog tie.The string tying her big toes. He felt the heat in his loins and the desire raging through his body… He asked her to come to his room for a nightcap… he knew by the look in her eyes that she wanted to say ‘NO’ I cannot. Her answer caught him off guard as she told answered yes… I will meet you in your room at shall we say 10 o’clock PM? He nodded in affirmation somehow knowing that his life would never be the same again… She smiled into his eyes as he gave her his room number at the hotel… Ironically she was staying at the. It seemed like the day Jimmy called Wilson to let him know of his new address, packages for his motorcycle began arriving. Swingarms, handlebars, wheels, tires all the stuff he needed in order to be able to race under the new rules. Jimmy began making the needed modifications immediately, the next race was in less than a month. Jimmy arrived at the race, in the same beat-up old truck with his newly modified bike. Wilson was there too, he gave Jimmy a nod from across the pits as he stood off to.