Wandering around remote places, armed, equipped with navigation and sampling gear, made him feel like an explorer. A console alarmed flashed, indicati...g the audio warning had been tripped. He located the remote and increased the gain on that pickup. At first he heard nothing, then there was a rustling and he heard sobbing. ‘Who’s there?’ Pause. ‘Is anyone there?’ a woman’s voice said in English. ‘Somebody help me.’ Then nothing. He switched back to thermal and panned towards the audio remote.. Fuck, you’re good at that. Stroke my dick and suck my balls in your mouth. Ah! Shit! I don’t wanna come yet. Get those damp pants off so I can fuck you right here in the hallway. That’s it: face down, ass up, just the way I like it. Look at you, just look at you, you unprofessional professional! I’m fucking you doggy style on your knees. I’m fucking that wet, hot little pussy that I love so much. Just look at you. Mmm! Dressed up in your business coat with a bare, bouncing ass. Clumsily trying to wrap a towel around his dripping body, he stumbled over casually strewn clothing in his attempt to get to the buzzing phone. Nearly falling over a pair of shoes, he grabbed the phone off of the dresser."Hello?" he answered, rather breathily. "Hello?" he repeated, after taking a breath."Alex?" a female voice asked on the other end. "Is that you?" Yeah, it's me. Who's this?" Alex pulled the phone away from his ear to glance at the caller ID, but didn't recognize the number. He. Be a rock. It’s what Dad always told me, what Roger always showed by example, he thought. Jahn had asked them to marry him, and for better or worse, a child was going to be a part of that. Getting through this might be a challenge, but it was not insurmountable. Be. A. Rock. “Jen,” he said, as calmly as he was able, pulling her tightly to him. “I am here for you. Did you think I wouldn’t be? That I would hate you, change my mind about marrying you?” “N-n-no.” she said, tears still flowing,.