”“You do? When?”Peter chuckled. “When I take her shopping. Do you think those clothes she has just magically appear?”I was flabbergasted. �...�When?” I thought I knew every minute of her days.Peter laughed at me. “When you work, you’re oblivious to everything. Amelia calls me and I take her shopping. She’s back before you ever emerge from your study. She’s a real clothes horse,” he added.Thinking about it, I saw Amelia in different outfits, a constantly changing appearance. Why hadn’t I noticed. `Should we go back to the shop?` she asked. My brain was in turmoil, but my body was telling me that i was going to be having lesbian sex with a beautifull 20 year old. I dont know if i answered but somehow we ended up back at her cousins shop. We ran all the way, holding hands, laughing as we went. She locked the door behind her, and dragged me through to the back of the shop where the living area was. Nats living area. She stood in front of me,eyes never leaving mine, pulled her tee shirt. Unfortunately, our current technology was too primitive to fabricate a chip of the sophistication and complexity that I needed. I went back to the drawing board, and returned with a chip that we could manufacture and it would run at 9 gigahertz.I was sort of bragging about my accomplishment over dinner one evening when Karen said, "I don't see what all the hoopla is about."Her comment stunned me. Then it dawned on me that I knew a great deal about computers and my three wives probably knew very. But, hey! That means that Arragin's camp has to be back that way. It must be some trick of the shape of the hills, focussing the sound waves so that they carry this far."Keeping to the west slope of the ridge, she made her way back. Several times along the way, she had to cross back to the east side of the ridge to avoid impassable tumbles of boulders. Each time, the pulses of fear as she crossed the top of the ridge were weaker, confirming her guess that she was moving out of their focus.The.