1. Retired - Chapter Two - Ranch


    Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    global location. She took a note of it and then climbed down from the truck. I watched her walk into the office as the hovercar following her landed a few spaces up. My conscious wrestled with me. I knew who she was looking for. Was I responsible for her life? Should I ask Robert to step in? If she was tenacious enough, nothing would stop her until she got answers or death. I lifted off and watched as the sedan remained behind. They were following her not me. If she found what she was looking for they would be after me soon. Damn it, Robert! I curse the day I saved your life. I pulled to a riser location and thumbed the com panel to life. “This is car number CVS1456 requesting air traffic entrance.” “Please state your destination,” a voice answered. “I am heading out westward to my ranch.” “Rise to three thousand meters and enter west bound route fourteen. Outbound traffic is light. Please wait until clearing city airspace before requesting hyper-sonic speed.” “Affirmative, Traffic Control.” I increased the charge on the elevator drive and the truck and trailer rose smoothly into the air. They had been right; traffic was light. The travel out of the city was easy. Once I cleared the city limits, I thumbed the panel to life again. “Planetary Traffic, this is car number CVS1456 requesting permission for hyper-sonic travel.” “State your destination and requested speed.” “The destination is my ranch and speed is mach two.” “Request granted. Adjust altitude to five thousand ...
    meters and accelerate to twenty-four-twenty kilometers per hour.” “Affirmative, Planetary Control.” Once I was at altitude and speed, I had two hours to kill. The truck had its flight path and would guide me in. I set it to alert me at one hundred miles from my destination. Then I thumbed the private call button on the com panel. I typed in my scramble code and then the identity number. The transmission rang a few times. This was an old throwback. For some reason, man was really comfortable with that ancient sound before making connection with someone, even in this day of instant communications across a galaxy. “You have reached Cleo, so you must want to talk to meoh,” a young voice sing-songed across the light years. “I always want to talk to my niece.” “Uncle Drake! Oh, thank God you called! I am going crazy.” “What’s wrong, little bit?” “Dad has me grounded because I slipped my body guards. I just wanted a few minutes without someone following me around.” I chuckled. “You slipped your bodyguards, and you want pity from me.” “Uncle Drake, please talk to him! I can’t stand having six people around me all the time. The boys won’t even talk to me, even if the gorillas will let them get through.” “You’re only twenty-one. You don’t even know what boys are for yet.” “If I my father has his way, I will never find out what they are for. Please talk to him and ask him to at least lift the restriction. There is a concert this weekend I want to go attend.” “Why not have your dad hire the ...
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