Plus I knew where a suitable lake was to put my soon-to-be-acquired toys after I hijacked them. I climbed rapidly.A few seconds later I could tell tha... the new radar sources were heading to the previous planes' graveyard, no doubt to find out what had happened to them.Long story short: a few minutes later, there were four planes in that little lake.#5: ^When I finally managed to get close to Fairchild, I saw two more F-15Es flying a circuit over it. It would've been rude to exclude them from. He grabbed a handful of napkins and clumsily patted my chest dry, fumbling over my waist and breasts. As he turned to the bartender to order us a round of drinks, I glanced down at my chest. The thin material of my dress was now translucent and clung to my cleavage. My black bra was clearly visible through the blue material. Looking up, it seemed my new friend had noticed this too. Embarrassed, he tore his eyes away from my sodden bust and introduced himself as Max. We pulled up some bar. I waited a safe five minutes and then slid into the night. It was a longer walk than I had remembered taking on the way there but the air helped to clear my cloudy thoughts. I finally found my car, sitting welcomingly, under the yellow light from the window of the bar I had decided looked safe enough for a parking spot. I walked to the door and opened it. Before getting in, I took the chance for one final collection of my thoughts. I had finally seen him. Touched him in fact. Why couldn't I. It was bold but Natasha didn’t seem to respond poorly to hearing her name. Hafnan tried not to stare. She unzipped the bag.“Clothes. Clothes. Remember how everything was packed,” Natasha said, as she watched Hafnan pick out everything and lay it down.“Yes, of course,” Hafnan said. She laid out everything methodically on the covers. It would be easy to trace her steps backwards.“Oh, her computer! Excellent.” Natasha set out around the bed and picked up a laptop plugged in on the nightstand.“Only.