It was his mission to take out the field generator. Without the crutch of technology, you could not live in a big city. Sex She walked to the center of the room, Mark followed her movements as he should. Done.” His primary mission was now fulfilled, and the secondary mission became primary. He readied his side arm for a quick draw, drew a breath and started down the passage. Very few people knew what happened next, Mark was one with a need to know. Then, he moved along the tree-line towards where the skimmers came and went. He wanted to floor it, to hasten his reward, but drove just like all the other cars on the road instead, carefully and deliberately, like an AI. “Sorry, love, it’s for a good cause.” Referring to her quest for conception. Had they got a fix on him? He cupped her boob and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. The latter option was best case for Mark. Her clit was poking out of its hood. Claire had been called ‘bossy’, Mark would not argue with that. The rest of the canoe was wood, a pleasant reddish toned wood, when you weren’t worrying about an alien unleashing death in an unknown manner on you.
