He proceeded to go over the details of everything that he had seen in the asteroid field, the glittering green laser that had burned through the Bug v...ssel, the flashing colors in hues of blue and purple. When he was done, he glanced nervously around the table, hoping that they weren’t about to ground him for a psych evaluation.The Captain tapped at a touchpad that was embedded in the table, and then the hologram shifted, showing a three-dimensional image of one of the Bug ships.“Fortunately,. I come from good genes, I think. My father, Malik Johnson is a former member of the Nation of Islam. He and my mom are both Muslims, but not very traditional. Our family is more spiritual than religious, I think. Dad’s a Morehouse College and Texas Southern University alum and a proud member of the Atlanta Metro Police Department. A bona-fide legend among African-American law enforcement types in the New South. As for my mother, Deirdre Allen-Johnson, she’s originally from the town of Galway,. It gave him the opportunity to put down his binoculars and grab his camera. He had a high power telephoto lens, ideal for capturing images of rare and exotic birds, and he’d rarely seen anything more exotic than this mysterious girl. Peering through the viewfinder he was rewarded with the glorious sight of her leaning against the bench with one hand, whilst slipping her last item of clothing off of her lean legs, revealing an almost bare pussy, just a thin landing strip of dark hair. He watched. He got in and we were quickly whisked away from the terminal. Colonel Anisimova was sitting facing the rear and I was sitting between the two girls, holding Tanya’s hand. I saw the Colonel frown.“Problems, Comrade Colonel?” I asked.“Two FBI cars are following us. I suspect I do not need to tell you why.”“No, I think I know. I suspect things are more than a little tense at the embassy right now.”“Yes. The accusations from your government are making things very difficult for me, and even more so.