.." he started to say, but she kissed him again, and he forgot what he was going to say. Her lips demanded his attention. His lips gave her the respon...se she needed until they finally breathlessly parted. "What were you thinking when you saw me just now?" she asked. Before he could answer, she added, "Derek never looks at me that way. He looks at money like that, and shiny new cars, and expensive watches." Jack blushed as he finally answered. "I was thinking about what a perfect woman you are.. He was surprised to see her gather them up into a close-packed group and hose them down with garden hoses like they were flowers in need of irrigation. It was probably a lot safer out in the open in full view of everyone so no funny business was going on. They ran back into their separate barracks and the Sector Chief secured the doors for the night and went back to her own little house at the other end of the parade ground. Earlier that morning, the boys had told him that they were not allowed. ”Tim counted off some more money. He put it in a separate stack. “We need to refill the LNG tank and pay our electric bill.”“How are we doing on money?”“Fourteen hundred left.”“We need to buy another lawnmower. The two we have need to be serviced.”“We should have taken care of that during the winter.”“I know, but money was getting tight.”“What else?”“Another hundred for the truck bed.”“Memorial Day is in 3 weeks. Do you think the truck will be done in time for the Memorial Day parade?”“Three. But much of this was still in the future as I entered the consulting room for my first examination by the surgeon, Doctor Ramaz who, it has to be said, was typical of his breed - middle-aged, balding, spectacled, superior attitude and all. After shaking my hand, he went on to point to a large television screen placed in one of the walls on while I could plainly see the face of my employer. "Mr Foster wishes to observe both our consultations and the actual operation, Ms Smith. I take it that you.