"Let's hope so, Alexandra! By the Lords, what has gotten into both ofyou lately?" Captain, our mission..." Allie began. "It's taken so much of ourtime....." Almost six years, in fact, since we have been to our homes," Icontinued, but stopped to let Allie continue."We feel you shouldn't have that long to wait. At least you can takepleasure in knowing that everyone here will survive. We still don't knowif our homes exist or if Clemson succeeded in totally removing us fromhistory," Allie concluded.A. At that same moment, the flight attendant walked by. I wondered if she had seen the buldge in my pants. Just thinking that she had made me hornier than ever. I knew that I had to get some relief. I thought about going to the restroom, but then, if that flight attendant had seen that I had a hard on, she would surely know what I was doing in there, and being shy about such things, I decided against that idea.I decided I would try to close my eyes and take my mind off of sex. So I covered myself. Gabriel’s mind was racing a mile a minute. It was difficult to rationalize when something below was standing at full attention, pressed up against her thigh. He’d been in many similar scenarios with many beautiful women like this before, but never with Rachel Rose. Instinctively, he reached for her thighs, hoisting her up. In a flash she was lying flat against his desk, legs spread, shirt buttons flying open before he devoured her neck like a hungry lion that had pounced on an unsuspecting. ’ Baxter started the engine, a part of him wondering what exactly Shari had fantasized about. The clock showed that they had spent an hour sitting out here, doing … nothing, nothing at all, but especially not leaving. He felt like going back there and causing a little trouble. Then he remembered the woman in the cage, lifting her head in a silent, desperate plea. ‘Based on the evidence so far, I think we’re stuck here,’ Shari said, looking back to the house. ‘Maybe for the whole three days.’.