” I replied as I checked out his blue jean and leather vest clad six foot standing. “Trust me, the wait is over.” He told me as he lazed a fin...er over my black moustache. I quickly took the finger into my mouth, began to suck on it and snicker at him jolt of a reaction. Once I bit down on it a little, it was by my teeth that he led me up the hill and into the cornfield. Once in a few feet, I was really amazed. There was enough corn trampled for us to stand comfortably, and enough light coming. " Wouldn't his surname give some clue as to his nationality?"Stafford laughed. "Indeed it would have, my dear fellow, but Timothy took his wife's name after their marriage ... Pompidou, or some such I believe."I should have realised an English spy in a French speaking area would have used a local alias, and I tried to nullify my stupid question with one more pertinent. "To whom was the letter addressed?" To The Home Secretary himself ... Lord Sidmouth." Stafford put down his empty glass.. I had to come up with an answer. I would not lose my ship and command after our first planet fall.A plan came to me. It would take some fancy flying. I hit the com unit in my chair. “Jazz Hands, Prepare to disconnect all power on my command. Demoness, I need your piloting skills, you have shuttle two, I have shuttle one, we launch in five.”Jazz Hands came on the com unit, “Captain we have to have power to do repairs, if you make me cut it off again it will take an hour to completely restart the. My fingers slid up until they snaked underneath the cups of her bra and touched the underside of her breasts. Higher. I felt my heart beating hard against my chest as my hands finally reached Lyana’s boobs.I immediately grabbed her boobs, “Damn, Lyana. These are so soft. So round.” And started fondling.My hands fondled and squeezed Lyana’s breasts. I pulled my hands out of her bra and grasped the clasps of her bra between the cups.I unclipped her bra and just like that, Lyana’s perfectly round.