It suddenly dawned on me that although she was barefoot she was walking on the balls of her feet; her heels never touched the ground."Starry skies," m...rmured Fran eventually."Cloudless climes," I replied, waving a hand at the sparkling and unblemished heavens."Cloudless climes and starry skies," she repeated. "That's Byron, isn't it?" It is," I confirmed. I could have added that I had the happiest memories of this particular poem. On two occasions in my student days I had trotted it out in. She looked up into Adams face with a big smile, just as his wilting cock dropped from her mouth."Hey, big brother, now that I have had breakfast; I think we should get showered off and go get something to eat, for real."Adam smiled and thought of his real sister. He wondered what the Adam unit and she would be doing, when she awoke.He headed for the shower, followed by his sister's PLEA. Their he took the time to wash her as carefully as she washed him. It was the first time he ever remembered. Huh?He looked down and picked up a metal gothic cross about a foot high. The metal was black everywhere apart from the edges, where the cross appeared to be picked out with a flame-red outline. Jackson wondered what he was supposed to do with it.Oh crap, one of those clanking clockwork heads was already bearing down on him. More in hope than anything, he thrust out the cross as if warding off a vampire.A fireball erupted from the centre of the cross and blasted the oncoming head into a shower. There were plenty of places I could buy Aikido stuff, some of which looked interesting, so I book-marked a couple of the biggest stores for when I had a credit card.I also read a lot of text. Aikido stories, people's experiences, comparisons with other martial arts, etc. Nearly all of it was completely irrelevant, or even worse in my opinion ("Who would win between a Karate and Aikido black belt?" I couldn't care less!), but it was interesting to see what other aikidoka were interested in. Far.