Either way, it was a long week and I wasn’t able to get back to Hayward until late Friday night.I slept in Saturday morning, trying to catch up on m... sleep from my motel nights in lumpy beds and noisy surroundings. I was awakened by the phone ringing and it must have gone to the answering machine before I was really aware of what the noise was. I glanced at the clock on my night table and saw it was almost nine-thirty, much later than my usual hour to rise.I checked the answering machine after. “Let’s get it over with, not that I know anything.”Armin looked relieved at that. “I’ve asked a lawyer to sit in as well. You’ve done nothing wrong; his role is to keep a leash on the questioning if the agents try to browbeat you.”The room was quite crowded with Joanna’s parents, Mr Slattery the lawyer, and the two FBI agents. The agents looked a lot younger than Joanna expected and could have been twins. They did announce their names but she didn’t bother to remember them.“Miss Kafkasian,”. " She kept one hand on the small control stick while the other was busy punching buttons on the thrust equalizer panel. "And I ain't never needed anyone's help yet."Garth winced as the pieces of junk whizzed by; each one seemed a little bit closer than the one before. "I can't help it, besides, you don't need to be figuring thrust equations, you need to be flying the ship." What I need, is for you to stop botherin' me an' let me fly this thing. Remember rule one?"Garth mocked her with a child's. “Stop saying that,” she says quietly as she grabs my chin and gently moves my face to face her own. She gazes into my eyes and trails her thumb over my bottom lip as she takes a step towards me. Our nipples touch, hardening immediately, and I let out an audible gasp. She brings her lips to my own and I move my hands slowly to her ass, squeezing in appreciation and need. She moans against my mouth as she moves her hands to my breasts, cupping them as her thumbs dance across my sensitive nipples..