She seemed only aware of her failures, especially at this present moment.“Tavish is so far ahead of me and he makes it look so easy!” Ayla went on..., flinging a hand toward Tavish, who was getting to his feet. “It’s not fair! I was always the smart one!”“Girl,” Amina warned. That was all she said, but the par’vala’s mouth snapped shut. Tavish’s expression had become hurt at that last remark. He said nothing, just stared at the grass in front of his feet rather than look at his sister.Ayla seemed. She didn’t want to have a relation with men of her age, may be because it may not give her the full mental satisfaction or perhaps she feared that it may lead to a emotional relation. As per Geethas instruction I called Sheela in her phone one day. Initially I addressed her madam mad introduced myself. As Geetha had given a rough picture of mine, there was no need for me to make any further introduction about me.We chatted for about 5 minutes, but never, I crossed the limits. I was very polite. They came after I had sat down, with my metal tray full of eggs and toast and some kind of hash, at the table for ten. They were from different country's military, so spoke different languages. To communicate they all used bad English. Most of the men, I noticed, were American or English. Less chance of having one of your own kill you in your sleep.Why they felt these soldiers wouldn't take a automatic rifle to their detachment was beyond me, but I assumed they had been well vetted. "So," one. ..” Eric started.“And you know we have always been on birth control for that very reason, not that I think the odds are against us having normal healthy babies by you Eric. But even if we weren’t, from everything I’ve read on the subject of genetics, we stand very little chance of becoming one of those inbreed gene pools your always reading horror stories about anyway.” Sharon chided Eric.“But no form of birth control, not even getting your tubes tied is 100% Sharon.” Eric finished.“And you.