The Grey leader paused for a moment. “My apologies JohnBlake, but that information is classified.” Linnaeus said, his unemotional voice making him...sound anything but sorry.“Is it indeed.” John said archly. “Well thanks again Linnaeus, I wish you safe travels.” John said pleasantly.The Ashanath Leader turned and pressed a button ending the call abruptly, leaving John to look at the girls with a raised eyebrow.“Yeah you were right.” Calara said looking up at him from her position in the tactical. "Mother . . ." Tyler whispered as he felt her hand slide across his thigh and onto his penis. Then he felt pressure down the length of his penis as she apparently unzipped his pants."Mother, what are you doing?" he urgently whispered as she dug her hand down inside his pants. "I want to hold it," she murmured, dragging his rock-hard cock out of his pants. "What if someone sees it?" he muttered, feeling her give his cock a rough squeeze. "They won't," she laughed, slowly working her hand up and. All they’d had was the passenger manifest.Susan knew she should be making calls. His parents, for God’s sake. The university. Friends and relations. A memorial service. Memorial… What was that Latin phrase he’d been so fond of…the one he always quoted when he thought that he, or Susan, or someone they knew, was taking life too seriously?Memento Mori. Remember that you are mortal. She could hear him right now—could see the wry smile and the self-mocking finger-wag with which he always. The girl looked around her, obviously enthralled with what she was seeing. Her eyes locked on the big holo screen in the front of the bridge as it showed the road and mountain far below as if it were daylight. "Wow! That's a holographic screen isn't it?" she blurted. Not waiting for a response, she went on. "This is a spaceship just like I heard those people say. I knew it was when we went up that ramp and there was nothing there until we got inside. But I didn't even feel us move. Now we're.