“How does it work?”
“I don’t know exactly. All time travel technology and equipment is stolen.”
“Well, that isn’t going to do us any good. Pray tell who stole it and whom did they steal it from?”
At that point I was done with the conversation. While Dr. Latimoure was beautiful, sexy, and extremely intelligent, she was also an egotistical bore.
“Megan, listen, why don’t we just back off for a while. I need time to think.”
She crossed her arms and pouted. Just like a teenager. She stood there and stuck out her pretty lip and crossed her arms so that her breasts pushed together and formed some impressive cleavage. Only I wasn’t impressed. Not this time.
“Fine then, where do you want to go? I mean, I know enough to give a preview.”
I told her to sit, then carefully put the blue helmet over her head. Sliding the…
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