You didn't seem to have pushed it too hard. I'd say I could give you about five hundred for it," he said it with an oily smile."Ouch," I said. "You sa... my bill of sale for it." I know but it has served your purpose. I do have to make some money on it," he said."Tell you what, I'll take five hundred and a ride to the airport," I said smiling."Done," he said extending his hand to me.I took care of the paperwork and was at the airport by 2pm. I couldn't get straight home, but I did get a red eye. " May I be so bold as to ask what the two are?" First, I have figured out who everyone else in costume is, but I can't figure out who you are. But the thing that is really driving me nuts is trying to figure out how you would get those pantaloons out of the way without having to waste the time taking them all the way off." Why you nasty boy you. And just why would you want to do a thing like that?" It would be the ultimate fantasy. What was it Erica Jong called it? A Zipless Fuck? A quick. " They're traveling at warp 4.8 and at our current speed will beat us to it by 10 minutes," Travis added."Who is it?" Archer asked."Unidentified. The power signature is close to that of a Kumari-class, but not identical," T'Pol reported, typing and pushing away at her console visibly more frantic than usual."Too risky," Archer decided. "Trip can we get more out of the engines? As long as we don't know who they are, we've gotta be there before them." 5.3, maybe 5.4 for a while, but we'll be. Is it even my blood? He sweeps me off my feet, literally, and carries me out into the windy, salty night. The surf crashing is suddenly audible with the pounding of the club behind. He carries me like I weigh nothing. My face is on the level of his chest and I can smell the fabric of his shirt and his cologne and his sweat and it is a heady combination. He puts me down on a wooden table of an empty restaurant and kneels before me. Slowly, tenderly, he unties the ribbons of my high heel and.