It was the weirdest feeling... like a jolt of electricity. The moment I saw him I was attracted. And he could tell. He knew he'd caught my eye. I took...my seat and tried to figure out what had happened. I was hot for this man, in exactly the same way I would get hot for a sexy woman. Tried to put it out of my mind and opened up the book I'd brought with me.We took off. I found myself casually leaning out and staring up the aisle of the plane, trying to catch a glimpse of the steward who'd had. After that he continued his research. In the surroundings of the SHIELD base he could not discover any extraterrestrial life and during a part of his mind kept this place in mind the rest wandered further over the world. Without noticing, however, his division shifted. Again and again he wandered back to SHIELD to absorb some new sexual sensations. He enjoyed the sensations Maria Hill had when she satisfied 2 men in an elevator at the same time, enjoyed feeling a nurse being fucked from behind. He adjusted his coke-bottle glasses and continued to lecture his friend on the glories of the latest in Japanese pornography.Jimmy tuned out his friend and scanned the product information page. It looked to be a set of corny glasses, being modeled by an overweight Japanese man-child with a bull cut and a goofy grin. The otaku poster-boy had his arms stretched out in front of him, giving a double thumbs-up while cartoonish lightning bolts shot out from the glasses. A description below read:Do. ”“You’re married?”“Another marriage of convenience. They wanted more presence in the States. And a closer contact with me. And to watch me, to keep me safe and to make sure I didn’t cross any lines. He’s actually the owner of the LA home, a shared residence. But he’s more often in close proximity to where I am.”“Your bodyguard. Stan.”“Yep. Stanislav. His family has been doing business and keeping eyes on things in Russia. Suppliers of decadence for the communist oligarchy. Glasnost started.