Tristan: I wasn’t finished. The SECOND thing is that you know Lancelot’s feelings on the Donovan girl, and those four on that ship. They may be th... best, hell, our ONLY shot at getting into that system and seeing what the hell is going on. Without physical confirmation, we can’t get anything past the bitheads at Terran Intelligence who are either sincerely wrong in their beliefs or being paid to come up with misinformation. I mean, I saw one report that had a wild conspiracy theory stating that. My father was a ham. He had a 430 in his shack!”“Do you remember his call sign?” asked my dad.No, sir. It’s been at least ten years since he was on the air. The gear was sold when he and my mother went into assisted living. What’s your call and what class license do you have?”[Ed. Note—Look on the ARRL web site. Call signs are distributed geographically. Georgia is in area 4 and Mississippi in 5. When this story was written, the call signs used were not in actual use.]Dad said, “I just passed. . I went as far as scholarly intrigue could take me and further. But in the end, I came no closer to understanding that night than so many of my colleagues before me. I would never be the one to solve this mystery.Here, surrounded by Rokkenjima books and related paraphernalia, I can be proud of one thing:I love the characters in this story more than anyone.That might sound conceited to you, but I assure you: it's true. There are those among my peers who prefer to approach this work as a. I drop the shirt on the dresser next to yours, and as your caress my chest with your tongue, I reach down and undo your bra, letting it fall of your chest and shoulders, placing it with everything else. With your tits free, I pull your lips up my chest and back to mine as my hands glide down your sides until they reach your waist. I undo your pants, slipping my hands into the waist line of your panties, and push them down. As my hands go lower, I release the kiss, and work my lips down your.