" She yawned again.The remaining moments passed in silence. "Time mark," said Kara. "We are at zero hour."The speakerphone reply to the top of Blue Sp...rit came to life. "Councilors! This is the first-contact team! The Path has opened!" What?!" said Kikapua. "Please repeat that!" Yes! The Path has opened! I repeat, the Path has opened!"Everyone in the council room was shocked into alertness. An appeal was sent to the village for additional porters, and the first-contact team was ordered to. She tried to crawl backwards away from me, but I caught ahold of both legs and dragged her back to me. She was starting to shout, so I needed to act fast. I brought a leg up and brought my foot straight down onto her diaphragm. I felt all of the air rush out of her as her shouts turned into gasps of air. Moving fast, I let go of her legs and moved up to her neck, then slamming her head into the ground hard enough to daze her. By now I was becoming accustomed to removing the shirts, and had hers. She turned abruptly to see me lustily looking at her. Lynn glared clenching her teeth while trying to brush my hand away, but it was already traveling up her thigh.As Lynn and I entered the suite, I growled as I glared at her coat. Closing the door, strip. Strip? Please,uh don't make me. Lynn slowly pulled the coat off her shoulders. She pulled down the zipper of a very form fitting dress revealing her curvy figure. Her long black hair brushed her cheeks as she pulled down the tight, dark green. I don’t like then, but they are necessary. Me? My name is Jeremiah Alan Hansen, trouble shooter for a corporation that makes machinery to replace people. The job pays well, since I am one of those guys that can look at one of the big machines our company sells and see what is wrong with it in about three seconds. There are a few others working for the company, most machinery setters. They call me when they push the buttons and nothing happens, or perhaps when too much happens. The bad part is I.