" Aaa-greed," I replied, following suit. "I've got to hit the bathroomthough; can you grab my swimshorts out of my case for me? They should beon the ...op anyway, unless some TSA bastard has been rifling through mystuff. Wouldn't surprise me, under the circumstances."As I closed the bathroom door, I began mentally cataloguing everythingthat had made what should have been the start of an awesome extra-longSpring Break into the trip from hell. Thanks to some heavy damage causedby all the snow. He yelped as a twig broke against his back and Fiona swung her legs over him and positioned herself over his mouth.Greg thrashed his legs; it was all very well picking up a wild girl from the exclusive public school but even amongst the guys, Fiona had a reputation for being demanding in the sack, something that Greg was finding out.Fiona was a "rebound screw," the result of his girlfriend of eight months finishing with him and him wanting to let off some tension. She was easily found, using. Leaving Bix and Holmes to their own inquisitive canine devices, she moved towards Justin.He was seemingly lost in thought, but the minute she reached out and put her hand on his shoulder, he jerked to attention and looked down at her with a broad and toothy grin, a smile that was at once comforting yet disarming."Methinks friend Lloyd is up to some tricks of his own," Justin said with a sly little wink.He took hold of her hand and having been to the farm before, he had no trouble leading Pam. You'd think that somebody who looked like the devil in yellow-green pants would be efficient; but, I don't know, maybe it was the yellow-green pants that did it. It easily took ten time longer for us to get to the base than it should have, but, except for the possibility of running out of air, we didn't have a deadline to meet.We expected to breath the air at the criminal base because the air within the spaceship was acceptable, according to our remote analyzing devices. We had some extra air.