"Mmmm. Smells good." He looked at his parents, both having breakfast at the kitchen table. "Ok, what's the bad news this time?"At their confused looks..., he explained. "Last time I came down to breakfast and found the two of you like this, I found out we were moving. The suspense would only spoil the meal. So what's the bad news?" No bad news. Just a welcome to our new home, glad we're back together breakfast. Besides," she smiled at her new daughter. "I wanted to make sure the waffle iron. You may call me Diana; everyone else does. Has my husband given you a name yet?" I-I'm Samantha, Your Majesty," and absurdly she tried to curtsey, naked."I said, call me Diana. Did my husband name you Samantha?" No ... Diana, my mother did that." He may well change your name. He does that. My daughter Susan he changed to Alima. Let's get you some clothes."Samantha realised that all of the other women there were wearing thigh length silk gowns which opened down the front and were held in place. "-------------------------Chao gasped. "We didn't have any insurance policies on the crew andcertainly not on the kid's."Ben looked Chao in earnest. "Did you know that up that road, the withall the razor wire bordering it, is a CIA prison? For non-prisoners,it can be a very pleasant place. You would not be prisoners of course,but for the near future, you couldn't leave. About the insurance, theColumbian insurance company is a front business run by the CIA. Wehave a lot of money."Chao. They pay us a shitload of money to play a game. I've got all I need to look after my family for the rest of their lives. I have a smart, beautiful wife and three wonderful children. Our parents are alive and well and we can help them have a comfortable retirement. I can't think of anything we'll ever want or need that would be more important than that."Pete sat back in his chair and smiled. It was all so simple, really. Do what you enjoy and make sure you look after the future. Future children.