My hands reached back towards the necklace with its huge red glowing gem. What was all this about? I could swear that just yesterday it seemed like a ...ompletely normal necklace.I would stand up and turn on the light, but thankfully the rods in my eyes were very accustomed to the dark. I could easily discern the tiniest details on the necklace in complete darkness, as long as they were not about color. All I could see was that the gem was red; everything else, as far as my eyes right now were. Kirsten's initial happiness with the tattoo was short lived however. Shefirst noticed the prickling sensation on the first Monday at work aftertheir trip to the tattoo parlour. She hadn't thought much of it, shefigured just being covered up was making it more sensitive. By the nextday though it had began to throb a bit in pain, yet Kirsten still decidedto think nothing of it, on the weekend she would just air it out andthings would be fine. By the third day it was so sore that the. ..so what's it gonna be...I ain't got all day...' Before I could say anything Ralph drew back his hand and I panicked and said '...OK...OK...I'll do what you want...' Ralph said '...that's more like it...next time I ask you something don't be too long in answering...' '...Come on, get over here and get busy so we can get out of here...' Slowly I raised up on my knees and and reached out for his manhood. As soon as my hand made contact, his penis throbbed violently. I pulled back my hand and. She refused to answer how she got hold of the message. She'd kept insisting that he check it out if he didn't believe her.He'd put her under house arrest, confined to her quarters. A roving guard was assigned to check her whereabouts every hour. Where could she go, anyway? It was early winter at McMurdo and she wasn't going anywhere!Now this ... this eyewitness report from an air crew. Very well. Apparently it was true and he had no choice but to call up an immediate air rescue mission..