“Best I can say there is a lot to analyze; the DOD is looking at the military things. We are still dissecting the things the generals sold the Princ... and the international ramifications,” Frank replied.“The NSA is still working on all the linking of the net traffic from the Prince to those US individuals, closing the loose ends,” Ben replied.“Have you assigned anyone to investigate the dark web connections that were found and the growing connections to international terrorism?” I asked.“I have. There before her was a rare PusPus, a nymphoid-type Pokémon. Its fur was black with streaks of pink that was not unlike Joy's hair. What drew Joy's attention, though, was its piercing golden eyes staring at her hungrily from its feline face. A red tongue darted in and out. It briefly rose up on its hind legs. Its nipples were erect as well--all eight of them."PusPus!" it exclaimed as it stalked toward her, its sinuous black tail with the pink tuft on the end making a languid, undulating S as it. "Hope there are no trouble shooting faults in the interface this time," Lan muttered.In the cargo hold Lan disengaged the magnetic clamps holding the prototype down, trusting his friend not to make a sudden maneuver causing the rescue craft to crush Lan.Doubt made Lan to stop and tap his helmet. "I am boarding the prototype, hold things steady."Two clicks sounded in his helmet, acknowledging the request, making him feel better. The long cylinder like rocket awaited him, its telescopic safety. He paused, “Are you writing this down?”“Um, yes?” I lied. I just wanted him to get off my back about actually understanding what exactly it is he talks about. The only thing that was on my mind was sex--with him--and how amazing it feels.His lecture continued. I watched as he paced back and forth and the words flying out of his mouth at a million miles per second. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I needed him sexually. I stood up and grabbed his shirt. He stopped talking, and gave me a strange.