“Who is that?” Pointing at Dulcie sitting quietly in the corner.“Oh, that’s Dulcie Chesterman, a friend of mine. But I need to ask you somethi...ng.”“What? And why is she here?”“I need to ask you, who is the Lord?”“What’s that? I don’t understand. What on earth are you talking about?”“I’m talking about Saint John’s words, Alice. Can you tell me that Jesus Christ came in the flesh?”Her face contorted. “Jesus. Jesus, Jesus ... is, is...” she trailed off. “No! Not true. Not true. Not true!” Her voice. “We have advanced since we last encountered each other. We took your fleet and reserves with ease. We captured all of your troops and equipment,” I replied.“Impossible!” She retorted.“Very well I will show you,” I said and created a hologram in front of us and played through the battle as seen on the holograms on our ship.“You expect me to believe you have such abilities. I am not so easily fooled. What do you want from me girlie?” she asked.“I might have an offer that will appeal to you and. I realized that this old lady would be the only other person in our cabin.Aunt Sheen returned and I was surprised to see her dressed in a dark, long skirt and sleeveless top. Her skirt was quite fitting at her hips and highlighted her curvy sides immensely. The plain black-colored sleeveless top she wore now had a deep neck-line too. This showed the lovely large mounds of her boobs clearly. I could see her large boobs jiggle softly as she looked at me with a grin on her face.I glanced at the. After a few minutes of untangling and straightening, I could see that the wires formed a kind of pattern. What it looked like, to me, was, there was a small round section with long wires leading from it, extending about 6 feet, give or take a few inches. Once I got them all untangled, I tried to step back and observe the wires from a dispassionate point of view. I let my mind go blank, sort of, and let my subconscious see the whole thing in as many ways as it could. I have found that sometimes,.