Her smile, my arched eyebrow, a low chuckle from her, a wry pursing of my lips, but not a word more was said. By the time we emerged into daylight onc...e again, we had reached an understanding.I would say nothing. She knew that I would be watching.Thus we parted, she to a morning of reading in the library, I to my journal to record my thoughts and observations.Her smile burns into my mind's eye, blinding my observations of the others aboard.Diary of Arthur CorbettThursday - at Livingston,. Newton's third law guaranteed that whatever was attached to the mirrors would be accelerated in whatever direction the mirrors pointed.The design had worked well in the lab, and the President and the very few congressmen and -women who knew about the project insisted that the FLAP be put into use immediately. But Val and Mack both knew that a laboratory environment and the real world were two very, very different concepts altogether.Val took a deep breath and dropped into a sprinter's crouch,. He opened the shoe box and stared at them, admiring the shiny redness of the leather, the intoxicating new shoe smell, the pointy heel and the fact that they were so distinctly feminine, so sexy and commanding. He had worn heels a few times before and had sort of mastered walking in them. He wanted to work up to stilettos, which he thought the epitome of girly, sissy sexiness. The shoes he had purchased were only slightly higher than a kitten heel. All in good time, he reminded himself. He had. You tell me how pretty I'm all the time, and don't complain about shit, even when I bitch like 10 times a day about different shit. So why not you?” I asked. I guess I flattered him.“So what are you saying is you wanna date me?” Brad asked. I could tell he was already sold, but I still broke out the big guns. No not those. “Would you do that for me?” I asked in a very sweet voice as I gave him the sweetest look I could possibly give him. He just looked at me and tried not to laugh. “It's not.