”“Sure. I don’t want to hurry you. We will be married soon.”“Evan, sleep with me tonight but I don’t want to do anything.”“That will b... fine. What do you sleep in?”“Skin though I guess you would think I should wear more?”It wasn’t a question but her voice sounded that way. “I think tee shirt and panties would be best or there may be no innocence left. Morgan, you are enticing to me even fully clothed. I don’t think I could resist if you were naked.”Her cheeks dimpled in a smile. “You will have. It was completely empty except for the three of us and the table I was stretched out on.I focused on Hex's face accusingly and complained, "I clearly remember asking you to not let me sleep for more than half an hour. What's this stuff I stink of and why is my hair wet?"Hex smiled (at least I think it was a smile) and nodded at the young man standing across from her. "I'm glad your memory is in tact. Brent, this is Estron Shakor. He's the medical specialist who oversaw your regeneration process. "Another way I want to test," Chance continued, "is to do a direct drop. That's where a cargo aircraft flies low across the ground and the cargo is pushed out the back without benefit of a parachute. I think we could do it with our wheeled vehicles, but they will have to be tested."Abe said, "That's where you come in, Steve. We need to find a C-130 we can rent or lease for a while. If there is one around, we could have the owner's crew come load up and fly our equipment to the drop site and. There were four of us—marine biologists from the college on the big island, plus the boat captain—and we watched in shock as two pale young men in loin cloths dashed into the underbrush.Sarah and I thought we should call the Coast Guard immediately. As the two women aboard, we didn’t feel like volunteering to make first contact with the natives. But our colleague Jeremy and the boat captain wanted to know more about what—or who—we would be calling in. In the end, they won us over, pointing out.