At 0500 the C5 was rolling coal from the south end of the runway and was already a couple hundred feet in the air when it went past the terminal build...ng.This time we made it home in time for me to cook breakfast. With the dishes in the dishwasher we were over in the office at seven.At 0730 Karen called to say that I had several visitors, “The one that speaks for the group is Ambassador Hagen Abelman,” she whispered into the phone.“Give them a visitor’s pass and send them into the gym; I will. .. that's a good boy," she cooed as she ran her fingers through his hair. She felt his whole body shiver. Lauren had never had any particular ambition for power or control in her life, but found the experience of making this frightening bear of a man tremble with just a touch to be intoxicating. She stroked his hair and hummed affectionately, the rest of the world lost to her. Apis' panting slowed to heaving, then to steady breaths, and within moments he was snoring.Lauren snapped back to. His tongue darts out to play over the soft swell of her breast. Cassandra groans again. Her hand fly to her brother’s head, fingers playing over his short fur and long ears, pulling him closer.Carson’s hands play over her back, fingertips tracing little patterns over the soft skin. He raises his head again, his mouth almost touching her ear as he whispers, “Mom and Dad are going to go nuts wondering what happened to us.”“Let them,” she says, pulling away. “We’ve got this now.”He pauses for a. Ken's heart pounded in his chest.Couldn't breathe."Hey," the girl said.Can't breathe.Got to get away. Can't. Trapped.Panic ignited in Ken. He started hyperventilating. His chest tightened. Her remorseless coils were squeezing the breath and life out of him."Hey," the girl repeated.Ken didn't hear her.Can't breathe.The walls were closing in. Falling down on him. Crushing him.Suffocating.Her coils squeezing him. His rib cage on the verge of shattering.Trapped."This should get your attention," the.