" Cool," Thule followed him inside. Jake breathed a small sigh of relief when they were in the hallway, away from the bedroom. He'd been meaning to te...l Thule that he was sleeping with Svetlana since it first happened at Christmas. He just hadn't found the right time. And, he didn't entirely trust Svetlana not to wander out of the bedroom, obviously post-coital, just to see Thule's reaction."So," asked Thule. "Whose Alfa is that in the driveway." Err," said Jake, almost pushing his boss into. . OH!!!" She had evidently seen my bulge. I apologised but she stammered "it natural" but I noticed her eyes lingered on my bulge for sometime. She withdrew her fingers and told me I could pull up my shorts. She thanked me for my time and I told her anytime. Both of us trying to ignore the bulge that was still tenting out my shorts. I could tell she was embarrassed and so was I to be honest. I left and figured that would probably be the last Time she asked me to be her patient. I figured wrong. "An appointment, was it? An appointment was worth risking your life? Is that so?" No, Sir." Oh, so it wasn't? Why were you rushing? You didn't have class on that date." I overslept, Sir," I said, fumbling with my fingers and avoiding eye contact."You slept in, decided to drive over fifty kilometers over the speed limit, risked your life, didn't mention this to me, and got caught by the camera on the highway. Correct me if I'm wrong,"After a second He continued, "I'll take your silence as. I'd stand out like a searchlight if a radar emitter got above me and radiated down, in which case my plan was to stop as quickly as possible to pretend to be a stationary car. Or a stationary truck or stationary combine harvester. I wasn't proud; I didn't care what I was mistaken for. I was reasonably sure that the look-down radar systems used by combat planes would be set to filter out non-moving targets, so the pilots wouldn't even be shown my 'ping'. And even if I was displayed, they should.