I'm practically naked!"I say nothing. Make sure she watches as I bring the material to my nose."God," she whispers. "That's so fucking exciting."I dra... a lungful of her arousal, pupils dilating and breath quickening at the rising hunger filtering through me. Her attention darts between my eyes and rapidly bulging crotch, snared in the moment as I harden further with each sniff. When I extend my tongue and trace it up the central gusset, her mouth drops open.My low moan bounces off the concrete. The Look he gave her. It was done surreptitiously, almost unperceivable. But she detected it. He was giving her the once over, checking out her wares. His eyes moved to her tits first and then down to her ass and then to her long legs. Jen knew she had lovely legs. Then they ran up to her tits again.Jen felt her nipples hardening and that agonising feeling of butterflies in her stomach. Jen groaned inwardly, silently. She didn't want to feel this way about her son. She Couldn't feel this way. I feel I am going to need it. I allow you to rest for a few minutes. You are in the dark, waiting for my cue."Mister?" You are frighteningly puzzled that you have been left alone because I am quiet. "I'm still in here." Not for long," I ponder to myself."Hey. I'm in here!" You rudely start speaking louder.It is almost time.You scream, "Hey! Fucking asshole! Let me the fuck out of here! You'd better get me the fuck out of here right now, you mother fucker." There it is – the rant I needed.I yank. It could have been he recognized the familiar pattern of radioactive danger signs posted at various locations on the inside of the small capsule. After all, he was chosen for his high level of intelligence and he was certainly able to put two and two together without much difficulty.In any event the signs could have analyzed a long time before the unstoppable countdown and the disgrace of being rejected by a hero of the nation could have been avoided.The video transmission of a smiling Bobo.