General Calderon and General Billings both laughed at the way things had gone with some of the people from Washington. Even General Langston was shaki...g his about it, when he left.“Mr. Lightfoot, I have a pilot I would like you to meet one day soon, when you’re near Oklahoma City,” General Billings told me.“Honeybee?”He laughed, then told me, “Yes, she still swears she saw a man flying.”“I’ll stop by and see her, Sir.“General Calderon, it was a pleasure seeing you again. Whenever you’re ready. I definitely did not mean to hurt her feelings."Mariel, I can't do this if I know you're exposed to danger. If you were captured again, what would I have to do to buy your safety? Would I have to leave, and wait for days? Months? Years?"Did you want our child to be born while you're in custody of the Ancients? Would they leave the child with you, or would they then have something to hold over your head? See where I am going with this?" I asked her much more gently.She nodded her head, her eyes. I started to play with her clit and trace the alphabet on her pussy with my tongue. She always love it when I do that. As soon as I got to the letter X, she came into my mouth. She pulled me up and gave me a passionate kiss. "I love it when you make me cum with your mouth," she said as she grabbed my cock and dropped to her knees. "Now it's my turn," she said to me with a naughty smile on her face. She started to slowly lick the length of my cock. I love the feeling of her warm tongue on my. The more I thought about it, the more my comparison with computer RAM made sense. I mean, could this really be the first time in human history that somebody'd been bad hurt and their minds had strayed away from their injured bodies? If it wasn't, though, how come nobody'd ever talked about it before once they recovered? Maybe, just maybe, they hadn't remembered?I thought, too, about the various reports I'd read about people, really sick people, having what the literature called "out-of-body".