‘And I could tell from his demeanor and his body language he wasn’t doing it to be the life of the party. He wasn’t trying to make himself appea...ling to the girls. He was just having fun, being himself. At that point I knew I wanted to get to know him.’ ‘Wow,’ said Sandy, in awe. ‘I’m not done,’ said Sunny. ‘The singing and playing eventually came to an end. People thanked him for playing and he blushed. ‘ People started to wander away from the piano and I started to move towards him. ‘And then. .” her voice trailed off as she took several more sniffs. “It reminds me of home, like I belong here or something.” She shook her head, but the aroma did not leave her. She rubbed her eyes and I grabbed her as I thought she might faint. I lead her to a chair and let her sit down. She shook her head once again but still she could not stop sniffing. She spoke, “Mr. Snead, do you mind if I take my shoes off? I like to be comfy when I am home.” She slipped out of her flats and let her toes tap on. "Similar but not identical," he said."Assuming both Joe and Nora choose the latter course of action, I'm cut adrift without a sex partner. Correct?" Correct," Carol said."No," David commented."No?" Darla and Carol enquired at the same time."Mom stated she'd accept and comply with a demand for monogamy. I've never said how I'd react to a like demand." David took his sister's hand in his, brought it to his lips and kissed her palm. "Besides, you left out some other possible scenarios," he. Cyrene leaned cross-legged against Xul’s large metal desk, that took an imposing place in the middle of the room.“Where is the cargo?” asked Xul as he sat down in his throne-like chair at the end of the desk.“Retrieved from Cyndorr. On it’s way to the rendezvous point on Fabkos to meet up with the smuggler.” Cyrene answered curtly.“And the extraction crew?”“Scheduled for termination.”“Who is the smuggler?”Cyrene pressed a few buttons on her gauntlet’s interface, and a holo-projection of a.