My heart was pounding as though it wanted to tear my chest apart. With every second, every breath, I got sicker and sicker. I was trying to put my shu...ffled thoughts in order. I was cursing myself for my juvenile foolishness. I mean who was I to hope for another girl's boyfriend to fall for me? Especially if he was my sister's! That was wrong! Not only because he was my sister's! I was just some stupid kid trying to get a little attention from a man that much older. This was twice wrong! But. "I've checked the log and apart from a high pitched buzz at the end and the missing header there's nothing I can find." She reported."What could cause the buzzing noise? The destruction of the Manchester?" Reilly asked."No Captain, there would only be silence... I have no reference as to what it could be." Milly said puzzled."Can I hear it?" Reilly asked."Coming right up!" The attacking ship has just launched missiles; this ship is unarmed and cannot protect itself! I 'm sorry Jack, I can't. He slips from his shoes, and then his hand reaches for the waist of his jean shorts. A bulge protruding just below his belt line. His fingers thread the belt back through the buckle and then clumsily unsnap the button on the front of his shorts. Sadhana stares, surprised, but hungry as he lets his shorts slide to the floor. His under garment tight, concealing all but the lump protruding in the front of him. Sadhana licks her lips as he slips his thumbs beneath the waist band of his under. What she needed Brandie thought, was to take her bougie-ass back to Philly. Brandie returned to the bar because she wanted to prove she harbored no prejudice and her little social experiment was going very well she thought. The truth in fact was not all the women were lesbians, some liked to hang out in a estrogen enriched environment for a few hours just to get away from the world at large. At the moment she was getting a lesson on shooting pool with one of the most interesting people she.