”“Paul, there IS something we need to do.” Dara looked at me and was suddenly very serious.“Mom and I talked this over. First, that was a test... and you just passed it. But any time you want to taste my pussy it is fine with me.” She smiled.“Second, you need to know something really important before anything else goes on between you and mom.”Now I was worried, because Dara was never serious, at least not in the time I had known her. She was usually living her life on the edge of flirting and flat. It was manned by sergeants representing the Confederacy Navy, Marines and Fleet Auxiliary, by Sub-Decurion Redburn as the sole member of the Civil Service, and commanded by a Thule Corps of Cadets Sergeant."We are the Dead. Short days ago"Kowalski reflected on his own life, on those he had to remember who fell in combat. He was an old man, older even than the Old Man himself. As an 18-year-old youth, he'd gone south to the United States and volunteered to serve in their Marines. He was quickly. It should have been completely obvious by now to anyone but a complete idiot how smart you are and what amazing insight you bring to so many different situations. And yet, though you continue to do it, I haven't learned to expect it." You're not a complete idiot."He smiled."If it's any consolation, I feel the same things myself. I hear you mention some great thing I've done and wonder was that really me. I've changed so much it's a little difficult to accept."His smile was wistful."You put too. "I said I trusted you, and I do." I tried to steady my breathing,somewhere under all that breast my heart pounded. My eyes went to hers,then back to my body - my body! How could all this womanliness be mine?It was though, I could feel it - goosebumps rising with the cool overmy practically hairless skin. The crinckley, aching sensation of my ownnipples starting to rouse - as though they had recovered from the shockof their own transformation, and the soft beds they were now laid upon,to.