Something pressed her against the heavy wood and slowly touched her ankles. It inched upward, caressing her bare shins then stopped at Makayla's knees... She knew they were ticklish and felt him rubbing behind them, dipping the very tips of his fingers into the hollowed valley. The sixteen year old struggled to keep herself upright throughout the assault. The form continued and drew his hands up the inner and outer sides of one leg, down it and switched to the other. 'His' palm seemed to be. Coincidence is neither good nor bad, in and of itself. The results can be either, of course, but you can't blame that on coincidence.Take, for example the coincidence of a weak bolt being installed in the engine of an airplane, and the coincidence of my wife being on that airplane when that bolt broke. We'd been married for three months when that bolt snapped. It happened to be a very important bolt, and the engine lost power. It was coincidence that there was a storm going on around the plane. " Aw, Debbie..." That's good, right there. What was that?" Square root. Let me study, Debby. Please?" Do a logarithm. Let me see what that feels like." C'mon, Debbie..." Whoa! Do that again. Was that a logarithm? Try the square root again. No, do an arctangent." Debbie, I told you, I have a final tomorrow." Do it Johnnie. Do the arctangent. Ooh, boy, can you ever punch numbers. I think I like the logarithm best. Here, see this little button right here? That's my function key. Punch that one a. Then he left the CIA headquarters building, put the supplies in the trunk of his vehicle.Put his wheelchair in the back seat of his car and he headed home.Once he was at home Mike got his wheelchair out of his car's back seat. Then he got the mission supplies out of his car then he went inside of his house.Once he was safely inside the house Mike carried the box directly to his bedroom and placed the box of supplies on his bed.As Mike was going through the supplies in the box he noticed that.