"Mom picked out my clothes this morning." Megan will think you look very smart."After breakfast I tried to read a book but was too excited to concentr...ate.I read paragraphs over and over again as my mind kept wandering. I gave upeventually, deciding to make a mental checklist of topics to talk to Meganabout. By 11 I was a total basketcase. I had visited the bathroom numeroustimes. I felt simultaneously cold and sweaty. Earlier I was daydreamingabout impressing Megan, now I praying I wouldn't. We had three separate attempts made against our camps over a period of three weeks. There was no incident in the first week; we intercepted them, got a great deal of information from them, and jailed them. The second week we had another nine infiltrators. All were captured, but four of them died three days later. One of them was careless with his syringe while handling it. Apparently these guys aren't much for washing their hands, and as we all know, they traditionally eat from a common serving. "It seemshardly practical. How would they shower, for example?" In stockings, of course." Elisabeth smiled widely."But won't it damage the stockings? Diminish their ability totransform?" Honey, stepping on a landmine wouldn't leave a scratch on them."Elisabeth sipped her wine. "There's no need to worry about it."Hannah thought about Elisabeth's words for a while."OK, I like the idea of using feminine things for the job. But wouldn'tsimpler things, like a pill or an injection, be more. ” She finished off the joint and went wandering away.Markell looked at us curiously, to see if we were interested. “Hey, man, you know I’m not into that shit,” commented Tommy.“Yeah, but you know Tammy. She’s not totally happy unless she’s taking off her clothes and doing some blow.” He smiled at Missy and me. “Feel free to get undressed.” Markell handed out the next round of beers and then spotted somebody else sailing by. He checked them out through the binoculars he was wearing around his.