With a shaky hand, she started to climb up trying to concentrate on where her next grip would be instead of looking down. She knew she was going much ...oo slow for Ron's liking.Ron, on the other hand, was just fine with Hermione's slow pace. When he suggested she go first, he did it out of concern figuring if she stumbled he would be able to catch her. But now as he climbed behind her, he began to enjoy the occasional flashes of thigh and upper cheek he was afforded. At one point, Hermione did. I called my mother’s house and left a message with my cell number. Because I was still ticked off that she was meddling also I told her not to give the number out to anyone and not to call unless it was an emergency or if she promised to stop meddling.I know that sounds harsh, but my mother was still trying to run my life. That is one of the main reasons why I went into the military. I was a veteran, with skills, and 25 years old. I did not need a babysitter or a kibitzer.I found a job with a. . height. A weak chuckle escaped his lips. He might be able to adjust to this better if only he didn't look so damned good in a skirt now..."Orders, Captain?" said Spock, his voice a steadying factor in Kirk's ears. Sensing his Captain's distress, he continued. "You appear somewhat uncomfortable in that uniform, sir. As we both know, Starfleet does not wish your... condition... to become public knowledge. You have been entered on the Fleet rolls as Captain Janice Lester. All other human-female. “Not like in a gay-lovers way. I just mean, if you wanna fool around, you know. Just say so.” Katie twisted around to look back at her friend. Petra was smiling, in that warm, accepting way that she had. Katie used to hate her for that. Nobody should be that happy and kind, she’d thought. But with that smile turned on her now, she just felt safe. Katie bit her lip and screwed up her courage. Her stomach did cartwheels as she nodded her head. “I think… I think I’d like that,” she said quietly..