. and I promise, I'll make it good for you... real good! You got to trust me, Baby! You understand... do you? Well, do you... ?" Oh... oh, Uncle Link...... I'm afraid! We shouldn't... you know we shouldn't!" Annie gasped, an uncontrollable tremor of excitement quaking her voice as she began to cry, tears dampening her teenaged cheeks.Link dropped down beside her, hungrily clutching her youthful curves tightly against him. He smothered her with his massive body, kissing her face and throat while he. Made of leather, it would let my brown and aloof hair free, as it let visible my dark green eyes and my mouth, but covered the majority of my face. I was tired of the blind-kidnapped-girl thing and I was more comfortable with myself knowing that, even if the chance of me getting tired of her enough to let her go or the chance that she escapes alive from my hands is really short, I still have the option of letting her free and she wouldnt know my face. I put it on, kept only the black suit pants. . and didn’t tell me.“That’s one way of putting it, to be sure. In every evolutionary crisis, a bottleneck of sorts occurs. The herd is culled, as it were, certain genes die out, certain family trees as well. Look at the Ice Age, the trend toward climate change in more recent times, the Black Death, the Spanish Flu, both World Wars, etc. Now, of course, climate change has been drastically stalled or mitigated and that was one of a few silver linings to the dark cloud of Fireball Day. But it is,. Official Secrets Act. Ok?" Then he broke into a language with lots of gutturals, glottal stops and spitting. Soon they were sitting in the salon with their heads together and their hands flying.Grace and I were forgotten. Which was Ok..."Official Secrets Act?" Grace whispered.I raised my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders, "Bergqvist?"Neither life had anything like this, Daddy was 4F, worked at Melling Drop Forge at night and lawyered during the day ... or so he said.Or so he said!What the.