"We figure he has some incriminating evidence on his phone, but we're not getting a warrant for it. There's not much else we can do, so we'll be movin... on. Still," he smiled, "keep it up, you're shaping up to be good police." Though the compliment made me smile in return, and I understood Jackson's situation, I felt annoyed inside. I felt that there was more we could do, and always assumed these detectives were more willing to bend the rules a little to get to the truth. On my way home I. I went to tent again and got a cloth sheet, put it near fire and tried to get some much needed heat. I asked mom also to join me so we can overcome this chilling cold and shivering. She came and sat near the fire. Imaging we both in undies warming us infront of fire at a cold place. I went more close to mom and strated rubbing her neck with my left hand while my right hand was running over her naked thighs. L could feel myself getting hard. I started moving my finger over her panty again and. When they didn't I began to look over the sensor readings, I still detected several unexploded mines imbedded in the ship. I increased the sensors and still no explosions, I mentally ordered one repair drone to go take a closer look at the mines.I replayed the sensor log of the attack in my mind, I watched it several times, I noticed something strange immediately, the mines had targeted the section of the ship where the humans sat in stasis, the mines that had impacted else where on the ship. Having just come out of a graveyard I thought for a moment about thechurch I used to go to with the cub scouts which had a massive graveyard.I couldn't imagine making love in an English graveyard but I knew just theman I would like to make love to in a French graveyard now.I had come to Paris looking for something but right now I had foundsomething else, I am a woman trapped in a man's body but I could setmyself free by dressing like how I was meant too. I looked at myreflection in a shop.