A few months after I got home from the Whiteman case and Dotty’s wedding, Sandy and I received a visitor in our office. Jeanne. I don’t know how s...e got her gun. She aimed at me. I ducked and Sandy shot her. Jeanne didn’t even get a shot, having never taken the safety off. Sandy had been trained to shoot at center mass. Her aim proved deadly.Sonya called me a few times, the first when I was in Eugene. She apologized for not being able to attend Dotty’s wedding, needing to run things her. Nonetheless her bra size requirements and her personal brassiere preferences, she flayed open her blouse to expose her bra to the four men while they stared at all that they were seeing and all that Kim was showing.With her blouse unbuttoned and her bra, the tops of her meaty breasts, and her oh, so long line of cleavage on full display, she unbuttoned her cuffs before removing her blouse. Even with them confined in her too tight bra, as if daring the four men watching her to touch and feel. “What do I pay you for, you fat fuck? What do I fucking pay you for?” “Fixing cars.” “That’s fucking right. Fixing fucking cars.” Dick looked round the office in a deranged manner. “I don’t see no fucking cars in here.” He went over to the filing cabinet and opened the top drawer. “No fucking cars in here.” Richard slammed the drawer so hard that it bounced out back to a fully-extended position and threatened to topple the cabinet. “Do you see any cars in here, Bob?” he asked, flinging the. And so it went; TWT's resources were stretched to the limit, but they came through with everything necessary for survival on Earth-Alpha2, and, eventually, comfort and luxury.This emergency forced a level of cooperation unprecedented in human history and resulted in the formation of an interuniverse/interstellar emergency help organization called "The Multidisc," for its logo of a disc covered with a multi-colored ring pattern.The emergency also resulted in a vast growth in the standard of.