Then without warning, Angie suggested we play 'Spin the bottle'. I thought it was a great idea but Claire was less enthusiastic. After some persuading... Claire finally relented and agreed to participate in our drunken game.We sat in my lounge, on the floor in a triangle, with an empty beer bottle in the middle. The first spin pointed to me so I took off my jumper. After a few spins, I was wearing just a t shirt and boxer shorts. Angie was feeling brave and had taken off her jeans before her. If they were sending a convoy to secure the crawler, then that’s where it would be coming from. They’re pressed for time, they know that the UNN will be rolling through here soon. Do we have control over all systems yet?”“All of the crawler’s weapons are under our control,” Song replied.“Good, point them in that direction. Can those naval guns depress far enough to hit targets on the ground at about seventy meters? That’s about the limit of our visibility.”“I think so,” Song replied. “One more. Michael gasped and adjusted position,... but never looked away. " What do you think ? "... I whispered so soft,... followed by a playful wink. Michaels response could have been foreign, his words were ever so scrambled. I waited a minute, took another step, now standing at the foot of the bed. He slid over offering space, so I walked to the vacant side. I've never seen such a captivated soul,... he's never seen hisMother,... dressed like this. I lowered down and slid in the bed, with. But it didn't do enough to conceal my condition. I could only hope she wouldn't look down and see my bulge.She didn't, or at least if she did, she didn't say anything. We drove down to the trailhead and I let her out, arranging to pick her up in about an hour. I put the car in gear and was just about to pull out when I heard a yelp and looked over just in time to see Raquel's head falling out of sight.I threw open my door and raced around the car. She was already sitting up, rubbing her ankle..