A moment later he heard the Vice-Admiral cursing over the comm. “Well it looks like we’re going to have to get back the hard way.”“What are yo... talking about?” Rear Admiral Richard Grant’s voice came over the comm.With a sigh Shiloh continued, “it is apparent because of the long term exposure to ripalon energy, trans-warp more than ten seconds can kill them. Damn it! I thought we’d be home by now! It will be another day before they can travel again via trans-warp.”“That is unfortunate,” came. Shedoes not know how to react; it has been a year since she last saw him.He comes to her and throws his arms around her like the first time theymet. "I waited for you a long time." He says and takes her bag. "Myfriend brought his car." He looks at her with large brown eyes and shemelts. So much has happened since they last met.Outside the air is warm and she tries to calm herself. She thought shewould never get to come back to Casablanca."Bella, get inside." He opens the car door and she climbs. While she was bending over to tug the pants the rest of the way off — she hoped there wasn’t a visible wet spot on her butt, turned on as she was — Reanna noticed that Lindsay was wearing sandals. ‘You better not let Mr. Mendenhall see you wearing those,’ she said, accepting the fives to replenish her drawer. ‘You know he’s always riding us.’ ‘Ugh, I know,’ Lindsay said, and then turned back to her customer. ‘I have to say, I’m jealous of this Mr…. Mendenhall, was it?’ She nodded. ‘Yes, jealous. He had actually been in my body. His mind was with mine; he saw his body standing around like a puppet with no mind to guide it. He had total control of my body and even felt the emotions and some of the memories that I had. It was nearly a shared mind experience with him in control. Getting nervous he pointed the device back to his body and returned to his mind. I vaguely remember doing what he told me but as if I was doing it in a drunk or stoned sleepy state. I had no recollection of him.