It was a public hallway, and you don't just lie there for anyone to see. I pushed Eric slightly, and he obligingly got up. His face was red, and not f...om exertion. He was trying to cover himself, but I had another concern. I couldn't find my bra or panties. Somewhere in the passionate tussle they'd gone missing. So I pushed my blouse and skirt down and paid a little attention to my hair.A couple of days later, when I thought over that moment, I had to ask myself: why the concern with my hair. I. Marcus was beside him in six steps. "What? How? I thought we no longer had control!" It's not us Colonel! Someone else is controlling the weapons grid!" The man snapped, his hands trying to override the controls. "I'm locked out! I can't override the commands!" What's it doing?" Marcus screamed."The turret is targeting our fighters in high orbit Colonel! They appear to be moving south over North America!" Contact Commander Moran! Tell him we no longer have control of the station!" Marcus. That is such a contradiction of character for me that I have to shut off all the logical arguments in my head and wall them away so they don’t interfere with the strength of our bonds. Where does Remas fit and how do we deal with yet another girl who is a thousand miles away from us? Did I get the strength of our relationship across to the commission yesterday?I need to run. Things are always clearer after a run.I ran a fast 10k with Nanette Thursday morning. If we didn’t get delayed here, I. ” “Without asking me?” She put her cup down and shifted position to look at me. She’d had her already short hair cut the day before and it was shaved around her ears and close cropped to the rest of her skull. Her pubic hair was cropped too, I knew because a) I’d seen it and b) I’d cropped it. Fun. “You are beginning to understand our relationship. I am alpha female, no?” “Yes.” I whispered this because it was the first time we had openly acknowledged this fact. She was increasingly in charge.