”“How far does your sphere of influence reach?”“As far as we want it. And where ever I am.”“We might be able to assist and see if there is...a way we can help.”“If you remain you will be destroyed. No help no contact.”Mao said with a sigh.”Can you believe it, there is yet another fleet of ships approaching. Also with activated weapons and shields, at least TL 7.”The other ships dropping out of Quasi in an arrow head attack formation, were elegant almost birdlike and white.There were thirty six of. The rescue crew was using a powered sled to guide the pod into the open bay and on to a cradle that was designed for exactly that kind of vessel. As they watched the slow movement, a command center tech handed Pan a data pad that listed the details known so far.The CPS Altair had not arrived on time in Calysto orbit and the space port had reported the fact to the local authorities, just as they would for any vessel. The ship, because it had been carrying two Agents, had been flagged in the. Her wit and quickness was all the more noticeable while talking in person. We were finally having normal conversations that weren’t slowed down my typing. It also made her all the more real. As time progressed we would talk about what it would be like if we met. Would it be awkward? Would this relationship, built upon computer chatting, be able to maintain normalcy? Was the connection built on a false foundation, given that it was hidden behind the false walls of a computer? We would talk about. We break the kiss and I step back to look at you standing naked in front of me wearing only your white thigh highs and your high heels. The view is breathtaking.You smile an almost wicked grin and sink to your knees. Your fingers work quickly removing my shoes, undoing my belt, and undoing my zipper. You remove my pants, then my underwear. You place your hands on my hips, smile lustfully into my eyes, and slowly slide my swollen member into your mouth. You slowly and lazily suck the head into.