“Eddie! We weren’t SUPPOSED to fix the gravity problem!” Murphy admonished. “Grownups are supposed to do that! If we do it they don’t have a...ything to do and they get mad!”Blake rolled his eyes and murmured, “Sorry. Telling Eddie not to fix things is like telling the Sun not to rise! I’ll see if Karen can curb his fixit drive.” His tone didn’t offer much hope of success.Caleb chuckled, saying, “No problem. I’m usually scrambling to keep up with Murphy the same way, except with him it’s. Have you ever watched this movie Billy Jack?” “Yes, several times, it got me off better than reading a sex novel. Did you masturbate yourself or did you masturbate each other, Becky?” I slipped the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and pushed the top of her dress down so she could slip it off and lay naked in my arms. Sliding my hand between us, I unsnapped and unzipped my cutoffs, pushing them off my hips. Becky used one of her feet to push them down my legs, freeing my already hard member.. Having been far too preoccupied to have observed anything, the sergeant cheerfully invented a narrative that seemed (although he was careful not to say so specifically) as if he'd spent a large part of the time on watchful guard.It wasn't as easy as he might have hoped; after assuring herself that they could not be seen on the visual, Hill impishly spent much of the conversation nibbling on his ear. But quietly.Still, the major had seemed satisfied. Directing Zo to leave his communicator active. I also left the number of the museum. The museum would have operators, and the call would get transferred by hand to our extension in the lab.Over dinner, in a quiet but elegant little place called Charlie and Banjo's, I listened to some quiet piano music and ate a nice chicken and dumpling dinner. This place was only a few doors down from the address I had for Mrs. Sanders' apartment. There was a laundry service right across the street and it would be a shorter trip to the library and back.