She was so bound up in the moment, constricted, delicately held in place and effortlessly, hopelessly aroused. His cock ached every time he withdrew f...om her, building and building the sensations inside him like an itch. For Amelia it felt like a fabulous, unconstructive, shapeless, nameless, annoying space and that space was growing inside their intimacy, growing and growing, making her groan and writhe until she reached her point-of-no-return.She opened her eyes. He wanted to stop and resume. My first choice would have been to use my genetics training to investigate why the normal reproductive processes seem to have broken down in the population. Failing that, I was intensely curious as to why the crops did not provide seeds for replanting. From my work at Genotech, I knew genetically modified plants should have been just as capable of reproducing as any other.The only reason that some GM crops did not reproduce was as a deliberate act of design, preventing piracy of the genome, or. Say the proper name, please."I raised an eyebrow. I'd researched everything I could find about the agency online before I came, putting in some real amateur detective work; I'd been eager to prove my studious nature. There was no way I'd overlooked something as basic as the agency's name. I told him again: "ODD, the On-Demand Detectives."He shook his head, then tapped his pen up and down against a clipboard on the metal table in front of him. Why were we using the criminal interrogation room. " Detroit 2015, this is Detroit Metro. Say again; you are on an aircraft control frequency and this is reserved for aircraft in flight only. Say again, aircraft in flight only. Do you copy Detroit 2015? What you are doing is illegal. Over." Uh, Detroit Metro, Detroit 2015 copies your transmission. Should we call back when we reenter? Or do you have space craft control frequency we can contact?"Oh great, some kids fucking around and my first day back on the job. Things were really shaping up,.