I finally screwed my courage up and asked him if he'd like to come home with me, at least for some supper.He lit up. "I'd love to, but..." he pointed ...to his sister, up in the back row of the bleachers where I hadn't seen her. She was totally engrossed with some electronic gadget, virtually oblivious to the swimming. The locks of hair in her twin ponytails had gone from blue to day-glow orange since I'd last seen her. She'd filled out a bit, too, titty-bumps poking out her T shirt."I'm watching. Accurate intelligence can be far more devastating to an enemy than a single platoon can ever hope to be." I don't know," Wallace was unsure, "I'm just an ensign. Why would they listen to me? How can I get their attention?"Timmons stroked the flaccid tube of flesh resting on her hip, "I'm not sure about Wilson, but I'm sure you can find a way to get Bronson's undivided attention. Hasid could well be out of a job if she ever gets to sample your talented ... self. Maybe ... AI, if anything happens. .. Quinn, your waist is a..." she looked at hermother. "Twenty six." Carolyn sat straighter and listened to what camenext. "Your five foot six inches tall and have a thirty five inchchest."Quinn had once been one of the better built kids in his class but theaccident and the surgeries had caused him to whither substantially.The anti-rejection drugs he'd taken for his new kidney had also lefthim more or less the same height he'd been the day of the accidentwhen he was fourteen. Just hearing those. She turned around, walking by him as she headed for the door.“Okay, I can’t stand the suspense. Turn it up. I need to know what it can do.”He walked up next to her and quickly slid the button to full. She screamed and almost fell as her knees nearly gave way.“Oh Fuck! You better not do that to me in the restaurant!”He smiled, “I think this is going to be a fun evening.”“I might take it and throw it across the room!”“Now now, I promise to be relatively good. We are late, lets go!”He headed for.