Do you really think she can handle this job?" Lori asked. Lori was also only eighteen, not that bright herself, but easily handled the job herself. He...aven forbid the cash register ever breaks down and she would have to figure costs out herself."Well, I trained you, didn't I?" I boldly implied. Lori laughed, knowing her own limitations. Lori lived with her boyfriend, but my wife still had time to be jealous of her, since I talked about her all the time at home. I thought I was talking innocently. Tell me, why did you become a nun?"Sister Lucia was at a loss as to how to answer that, but an answer was required, so she decided to tell the truth as she saw it, "Reverend Father, I..."Monsignor Flavin interrupted her, "You address me simply as 'Master', not as Reverend anything. I am your teacher and Master while you are here, not your confessor."Somehow she heard the capital M on the word Master and shivered slightly."Sir, I became a nun because I had always been intended to be a nun. It. Jennifer was unconscious and a helicopter was summoned to move her to one of the naval vessels equipped to deal with injured crewmen. The last I saw of her was her arm hanging loose outside of the straps that held her safely on the gurney.Our launch raced for the larger vessels and once we were outside the cover provided by the yacht, our attackers focused their last ditch attempts on taking us out. That would have been a sound idea except for the fact that Air Force AND Naval fighters showed. These parties were mostly for the jocks and the popular, hot people. Not for engineering nerds like me. John and Emma would fit in just fine there, but I would stick out like a sore thumb."I'm not sure I really want to go to a frat party. They aren't going to let me in anyway." Showing up with Emma on your arm is going to be more than enough to get you in. They always let the hot girls in, and you get in by association."Emma blushed at this but didn't say anything. I turned to her. "What do you.