Here hands fell aside as mine found the band and pulled them apart to reveal the French cut panties within. I raised to my knees and slid my hands to ...ush the pants from her hips as I leaned to her and kissed her tummy just above the panty line. Her trousers fell in gentle folds to her ankles as I kissed and teased her with my tongue along the elastic band above her fine mound, one I knew would be freshly trimmed with the planned activities. The tone of her breathing changed to one of low. It surprised her that she didn't need them anymore, her vision better than 20/20 as the whole room became visible to her, even in the flickering lights.“The shards of glass must have exposed us to the retroviruses we were working on... We've become some kind of hybrid.” Looking down at her hands Rebecca flexed her fingers, clenching her hands into fists and then opening them again. “Hybrids of what? What's in our system?” Cal looked over to the table as well and tried to remember what they had. Even thoughhe was a close friend, Dave Carstairs wouldn't pass her unless shereally could fly. And Jamie Rand could-she had graduated that class,like West Point, infantry school and Ranger school at the top of herclass. She was soon assigned to fly senior officers from Fort Sill toother bases, including Washington DC when they needed a ride. For somereason, those generals and colonels seemed more comfortable with apilot who was a captain than one who was a class 2 or 3 warrantofficer, even. . did Iremember my Grandmother's name was Beatrix and I always admired her.She was one of the few people who were accepting of me back in Ohio. Imissed her. Tracy looked at me and nodded and smiled as she came to seemy reaction upon hearing this name and the revelation and acceptance onmy face that followed.The champagne arrived before Amy could drag me, quite willingly onto thedance floor. We clinked our glasses and toasted."To Trixie, our newest girlfriend," Tracy said.I gulped down my drink.