" It seemed to be talking just to me, so as the bus pulled up I jotted the number down and while I rode downtown I fantasized about the lovely Nancy.T...e more I thought on it the more the idea intrigued me, after lunch, I called, getting an answer machine telling me to leave a number, and they'd get back to me. I left my cell and then tried to get it out of my mind so I could get some work done. By the time they returned my call I was already home from work and had almost given up hope. I found. How am I to regain control? How, with us locked in here, can I do anything? I am helpless to affect the survival of my fellow crewmembers and myself.But ... we are armed, albeit with only sidearms. Has the Captain put heavily armed guards on the Bridge? Guards with orders to shoot us down as soon as we manage to bypass the lock and step through the hatch? Even if we do get free, how do we take command back when he is doubtless sealed into the only working bridge? Chances are that as soon as the. ’ ‘If she slaps you, a blow job is probably out of the question but ask for one just in-case!’ It works for him but I’d never—– well almost never! This one grabbed him by the balls squeezed until he nearly passed out and invited him to comeback when he got another six inches! Two down 60 to go! We pulled up on the other side of the bar. The bartender, a nice 6ft, 120lb, brunette with hair down to her ass greeted us with a smile and an un-haltered pair of B’s. Her uniform open wide at the neck. Nothing happened the rest of the week. I was spending most of the time with John while we set up his computers. On the sixth day I got a call from my wife. Apparently she had an accident at work and broke her leg. She asked if I could come home and help her. My mother in law got on the phone also and well you know how mothers are, she insisted in coming down to see her baby. So Carol and I took the car and headed back to Florida. John had too much work to do so he stayed behind. The first day.