”“Maybe you can not be noisy, Serenity.”“I don’t know if I can do that. I can’t make any promises.”“Serenity. Do you know any single a...vailable women my dad’s age?”“No. Sorry. Why?”“He needs a girlfriend. He needs a life. All he does is work.”“Work, and babysit you.”“Pretty much. I’m tryin’ to fix him up with somebody, but I can’t find anybody.”“I’ll keep my eye peeled. Did you put an ad on Craigslist?”“No ... I’m not that desperate yet...”“Well, shit.”“Yes. Shit.”“I gotta go, Zack. Dinner’s. I stroked it slowly and intimately, letting my fingers play feather-light over her silken skin. I tried to do for her with my fingers what she had done for me with her lips and tongue, teasing, caressing, denying her release when I felt it was imminent, keeping her right at the peak. I made gentle love to her aroused flesh with my right hand until she was moaning and squirming in my grasp, aching to come and copiously leaking pre-cum, which I used to slicken and paint the straining, purple head. She had time to catch the two o’clock ferry to the mainland if the early summer weekend traffic wasn’t too heavy. Waiting in the ferry line-up would give her plenty of time to decide what to do about Mr. Steve Inhalt and his insanely dangerous interference. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Where the hell did he get off going behind my back and trying to get the Minister to pull a favor? Ingrid knew she was politically naïve, but she knew enough that an intervention gone. A 'bong' sounded, advising the entire bridge that the order had been received and understood.Slowly at first, but with increasing speed, Ajax pulled back from the burning, lifeless Vesta. Sergeant Knauft focused a visual pickup on where Intelligence estimated the enemy battleship's bridge was - behind the windows, a mass of flames danced. One of those windows suddenly cracked, and everything not firmly welded into place swept from the scene of the conflagration to form an ever-expanding jet of.