After much soul searching and analysis, the kid's abilities were recognised but by that time it was too late. Before that though, "Naseby" got hold of...a gadget which PO2 Erich B Denholt, aka Denny, had developed which tuned a ship to its shields making the ship disappear and that is almost certainly what you saw today with the yellow tag. TJ and Morg got an explanation from Denny when he fitted the gadget to "Naseby" — TJ and Morg were crewing 737 aka "Tangerine" then and they did Denny's. It was a hot evening. I asked her to leave the sheet turned down and I would pull it up when it cooled down. That was the last I remembered. I drifted off into a light sleep that was filled with a continuous stream of erotic images of Sari, Jay and I in all manner of sexual activities. I woke up feeling uncomfortably hot. I don’t know what time it was but there was no moon and the room was completely dark. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and, still feeling groggy, I loosened the belt. Once he’d left, I was still feeling horny, so I darted up to our bedroom and got out my favourite vibrator, along with one of my husband’s fancy scarves. Placing the vibrator against my clit, I immediately set it to the second-most powerful setting, too impatient to bother with letting my orgasm build for a while. I teased myself with his scarf, caressing my perky breasts with the fabric and dragging it along the length of my stomach, before balling it up and pressing it between my legs, to. Then:“James, it's Hannah. My jet's had a massive computer failure. One engine is down. I'm going to have to descend.”Bugger, that'd put her right in middle of a hoard of dragons now rising to meet them. Before he'd even fully processed the situation, he heard himself reply.“OK Hannah, I'll stick with you and cover you.”“James, you can't do that. You're too important to the mission!”“I'm not leaving anyone from my flight behind. We'll get through this together I promise.” James heard her double.