"Yeah, yeah it's hard work." I hope you're not going to work too late," she said, running a hand along his bicep."No later than I have to," he answere...d, smiling."Good, cause you know you need to come and keep me company when you're finished." Mari," he laughed, "you know I can't afford your kind of company." Well, you can't blame a girl for trying," she pouted."Why do you keep asking, then? You know I haven't struck gold since yesterday." But he felt a twinge of pain as he said it."Sometimes a. Felting my hands start to heat up. I look down - with the barrel of the gun still pressed to my forehead- I look at my hands, I could see the thin line of heat that you would see coming off of hot tarmac, or out of the kettle when it has just finished boiling. Looking at my hands, again I could just make out the faint lines of something yellow. That looked like run over my hand, and up my arm.The guy that had the gun to my face said something, but I was mesmerized but the fact that my hands. " Jackson didn't seem startled, and his eyes never left the window as he answered, "in case the Terrans clear the satflyer away by the time we return, so we'll know where they went down." Jackson I already told you all, we're not-" Captain, with all due respect." Jackson interrupted her, turning eyes towards her that were intense, unblinking. Jane was startled at that look. Has he always been that intense?"I understand why you gave the order that you did," Jackson continued, "You are bound by. Waist I could probably get my hands around, nice ass, good rack and a great face. I've been known to be a little on the impulsive side so I moved up behind her and the next time she jumped I put my hands on her waist, lifted her at the same time lowering myself, and when I stood up she was sitting on my shoulders. Even though I couldn't see her since she was behind my head I said, "You were wearing me out with all that jumping. Just tell me where you want to go."Surprisingly, she wasn't beating.