.. what we?” he demanded, and I could see the technicians signaling him that they had traced the location of the source of the signal, plus their sh...ck on realizing where it was coming from.“He’s in the Director’s Office,” they shouted at Hill.“How did you get back into our complex?” he demanded angrily, as the others sent people to search the Director’s Office. That was also when I switched from his smart phone to his television, having achieved my objective of misdirecting their call tracing. Please, come here."I stopped at the door and considered my options. I was furious. But I decided to play along. Looking back, I think I knew I had the upper hand."Look," he said. "You're right, I deserved it. I'll never try and touch you again. Now please Amanda, I'm begging you, I need relief."Can you believe it? The jerk was asking for a hand job after all that? I've always found it amazing what men will do in order get a girl to give their penis some attention. That ugly, dangling. As climax of the performance approached, bolts of lightning shot out from a ring of six Tesla coils mounted on the interior of the dome, the frequency of the coils tuned to play out a pulsing, throbbing bass note that sent shivers through the spine. The lightning bolts grew larger, almost reaching the cage in which Baz spun in his chair and the countdown began, the audience chanting out the numbers as they appeared on the dome. Ten! Nine! Eight! When the countdown reached zero, Baz flipped. Finally at the top, I took a right turn and surveyed the street that lay before me and that led to the beginning of my route five blocks away. Whereas the steep grade that led from the paper station to the top of the hill was sudden and sharp, the street before me was a long sweeping downgrade as far as I could see."Good!" I said aloud, knowing that I could simply coast downhill all the way to my route. Carefully I mounted my Schwinn. After ensuring that all was balanced and under control, I.