Sorry, You're going to request exclusivity on the contents for, say, two years." I get the exclusivity. But why would your father get me the Navy data..." Oh. You don't know. Dad's a Lieutenant in the Navy. Wait! He may now be a Lieutenant Commander. Something went on a few years ago."Henry just looked at me. "Are you kidding? I thought your dad was a professor of entomology and now Director here." Well, yes. But he's done several other things, too. He was with the CSIRO and worked with the Navy. I kept my distance so as to not be too suspicious. I doubt she ever really sensed anyone was following her. As the walkway ended I saw her stride off, glance at her watch and pick up her pace as she headed for her gate. My first reaction was, 'damn, she's late for her flight and this is all that I’ll see of her'. I continued to follow and saw her stop at a gate area for Continental. When I arrived at the gate area I looked at the sign above the desk and saw that the flight was headed to. "Yes, yes, it doesn't hurt, it's just so... oh it's so different, so intense, and calming too. I'm shivering. I can feel you all the way in me, all the way UP me!"He started longer thrusts now, not too fast but all the way in and almost all the way out, and as he did he rubbed his face against her shoulders, her neck, and she heard the pleasure in his voice as he mumbled "Thank you, thank you, ohhhh God thank you." And then she noticed something cool trickling down her shoulder. She looked back. It was far enough from Secaucus to require some effort but close enough to require only one bus, which Brendan snuck aboard from the back.He didn't recognize any faces, but he identified the looks of exhaustion, depression, and loneliness he saw around the room. He sidled up to the bar and took a seat, anticipating a little alcohol buzz. The bartender ambled over like he had a bad hip and said, "Put money on the bar and you can have what you want."Brendan pulled a twenty from his left pocket.