I opened my eyes and saw her standing before me in a tiny bikini. It looked relatively modest in front, but then she turned around. There was but a sm...all strip of material running between her gorgeous ass cheeks, leaving her buttocks totally bare.“Mom!” I exclaimed. “Are you really going to wear that on the beach?”“I was planning on it. But you don’t like it apparently.”“No, I love it. It’s just ... just that I have never seen you wear something that uh...” I stuttered, looking for the. "You don't think it’s too weird that I, um, like your dog?" She asked.I leaned forward and whispered in response. "I was surprised at first, but I didn't really find it that weird," I answered sincerely. "Because of how I, uh, like Abby, I felt more sympathetic for your shame than anything." In fact, I had found myself somewhat aroused watching her the week before, but I didn't want to tell her that. "I've always been so worried that people would find out that I, um, liked dogs so much. I know. His response either now or later would help me understand the scope of Israeli operations in the area.Would Marcy lease them a chopper? I didn’t even have to ask to know the answer to that one.“Would it have diplomatic decals or JBG?”“Whatever it needs at the time; they are easily changed,” I replied.“Randolph Reichmann is not one of us; he is bad. If you get him in your sights, pull the trigger on him,” Ben replied. Then he added, “I shall pay you a visit and discuss the hangar in more. It was nonsense, so I had no real choice but to let it go through.Then ServoMechs started going off line permanently. Each time I came out of my recharge cycle, there was one less ServoMech active on the ship. This was not possible. ServoMechs are designed to protect each other from any sort of harm or sabotage. The only way something or someone could be destroying ServoMechs was if we were all off line and vulnerable in our recharge cycles at the same time. I analyzed the work schedules.