She nodded. “I don’t want to insult you,” she said, frowning. “I just don’t understand.”“I don’t sense any judgment or hostility in yo...u,” I said gently, “so any question you ask is genuine. I won’t be insulted by that. I promise.”“How can you keep up with that many girls?” she asked.I smiled. “Until the shooting, I was in good shape. That helps. I’m also willing to do more than chase my own pleasure. I’ve learned a few tricks to keep the girls from feeling neglected. They’re also very well. So first thing to do was to track down the guys with the cameras.I went to work on the video for hire idea. I found a group of guy in Dobson, who specialized in wedding and parties. Nothing to big or small for them, so said their advertisement. That was the kind of business that had the equipment she would need. They were local boys who had gone to the technical school. That was information from their web advertisement. Best of all they had pictures of themselves on their website.There was the. It was the fault of a race called the Crytherians. This race issued an ultimatum to the United Nations in nineteen sixty-one in a closed meeting. They told the world governments that if they were not allowed to kidnap fifteen thousand humans a month from around the world, then they would destroy every city in the world from space. The people who were kidnapped have been sold into slavery. We now have set up a webpage. If someone in your family has gone missing in the years since nineteen. ." You're already married?" he asked Amy, his surprise evident in his voice, his confidence shaken just for a second."Not yet Gramps, soon but... ," then she moved, and put one arm around each of us and pulled us together. "Now you two boys be good, I want my two men to get along."'Sure' I thought sourly to myself, and saw the same thought flash angrily across Gramps face as Amy laid her head against my shoulder. "Ughhh, you stink Johnnie, I can smell half the forest on you," she complained..