“If we send a rescue mission without a telecom specialist and then lose contact with it, what are we going to do? Send yet another team? Eventually we’ll have to send either Lynn or Akiko down there to see if the problem is with the network. Why don’t we do this now before we have more people down there? And I should also add”“Charles,” interruptedFatima. “It’s okay. I agree.”Charles shut up immediately. One of his mottos was, when you strike oil, stop the drill.Fatimaasked, “How soon can you leave?”Charles locked eyes withLynnfor a few seconds and then both rose from their chairs. He said, “We’d like to leave right now. Lynnand I have finished breakfast. It was great, Aggie, thanks a bunch. Fatima, we’ll listen to the rest of the meeting on the phone. All our equipment is already pre-positioned at the bottom of the stairwell. Lynn and I will be traveling light and making good time. We’ll check in right before we go through the elevator. It should be before noontime.”Fatimanodded her. My heart was thumping as I felt his hands gently and tentatively squeeze my bottom as if he was testing me, unable to believe my lack of response, wondering what to do next.My mind told me that it wasn’t too late to stop; even then I could have released his neck and moved his hand away with only a little embarrassment, but I didn’t. Nervously, almost unable to believe what I’d started, I nuzzled his neck with my nose and after a moment of sheer terror, felt his right hand join his left on my bottom, cupping both my buttocks and squeezing me tightly against his tall, muscular frame.Nervously, not quite understanding what I had started, I pressed myself against him and rubbed his slightly whiskery neck with my cheek. He squeezed me tightly, his rough chin against my smooth cheek.Like awkward teenagers at a school party, our faces clumsily manoeuvred until finally our lips touched.Oh God! What was I doing?Our closed mouths pressed tentatively together; I felt his hot lips on mine and his.
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