Without speaking, he proceeded to lay his head down – with his black hair brushing up against Kelli’s thigh. “WTF!” she thought to herself, sl...ghtly annoyed yet slightly turned on at the same time. “This guys doesn’t say a word to me, then takes up two seats with his head against my thigh?” “Oh well, let him sleep, I can get my work done.” She continued to type, but her concentration was gone. She kept glancing down at his thick, wavy hair, and chiseled face. Then, he moved. Sleeping on his. But after probably another thirty seconds, I did start to feel the pain start to decrease. "Okay I think it's starting to get better. Just hold it there for minute." I said as I wiped my sweaty teary face against my arm. Suzi stuck her face in front of mine. "Maybe I spoke too soon about blocking the pain for us," she said only half jokingly. Then seriously, "Are you feeling better yet?" "Yeah, I guess. Shit it hurt. But now it's really starting to.. Arggg!!" I said as Joey pulled back a. It then sent an outbound signal to a military laser reception dish atop Mount TrueWest, the laser a tight, undetectable half-millimeter in width. It struck the dish only six centimeters off center and sent the hail into the WestHem military system, utilizing a side band that Martian intelligence had long since installed for their own use. The signal was transmitted via fiber optic cable to an encryption center in San Francisco, and from there it was sent via microwave dish to another. At least it was hollow, thought Alexandra and although extremely uncomfortable at least she could breathe.Georgina untied her left leg from the pole and swiftly pulled it back, for the cuff to be attached to the corresponding wrist cuff – Alexandra just stared up and realised that the right leg was making the same journey. She had felt exposed before but now was a whole new ball game.Another trip to the table and a small tray was placed near Alexandra’s head so she could see well. She stared at.