All glory is fleeting,” I chuckled and went to greet him.“Going well, John,” Arch stated after a quick passive scan.“Yes, I’ve added an extr...a layer in the form of a chameleonesque armour cloth over the berms as they are being a bit aggressive in their scans at the moment,” I replied.“Yep, what they can’t see, they can’t report.”“Arwen has the camp mentally covered now anyway ... or will have in the next few minutes. Then we can finish off and prepare for a gestalt scan.”“Yes, having three of. An hour later we had driven north to a village in the countryside and parked in a pub car park. The only alcoholic drink I hade ever had was a small glass of sherry at a family christening so when he offered to buy me a drink I hadn't a clue what else to ask for. When he then asked if I wanted sweet or dry sherry I nearly choked!! 'Sweet' I managed to stammer. We took a table in the corner of the lounge bar and he settled in to ask me about myself, what I wanted to do with my life etc. all very. As she waited, Sarah looked around the interior of the car. Fuzzy dice hung from the rear-view mirror. She turned around to the back seat. Had he ever taken Penny back there? No, she had been a nice girl, he'd said. Not a whore.Not yet. Her crinoline felt funny in her lap.She stroked the steering wheel, where his hands had held it. It was stiff, and round, and leathery-smooth. She leaned over it, and smelled it, tasted the residue of his sweat.What was she doing?She sat up abruptly, hands in. Where had his morning gone?After lunch, his mum pointed out that he actually had a couple hours of freedom as she went off to the gym. Chris sucked in his breath, gritted his teeth, and rode his bike around to Lisa's house. It'd come to him in the middle of the night, a bitterly cold night out under the stars while on holiday: he didn't have to get Lisa alone at school.Lisa's mum answered the door. "Hello, is Lisa home?" Hi, Chris. Long time no see!" she smiled at him. "Come and sit in the.