He had to wonder.The evening went pretty much as normal....with the exception that Jimmy couldn't get his mind off what might be in store when the fam...ly finnaly retired for the night. His sister didn't miss a chance to let him know that she was ready for bedtime as well. She took every opportunity to casually touch or rub against her older brother and show Jimmy just a glimpse of her tits or ass.....particularly when she changed for the night into her skimpy nightgown.His mother also, totally. "How do you do, Mr Braithwaite? I'm Margaret Evans but everyone calls me Meg." She offered her hand.Nick shook it and smiled. "How do you do, Meg?" he said.She was a small, wide woman in her fifties with curly hair that made her look like a poodle. Her eyes were bright and intelligent. There were laughter lines at the corner and the smile she gave him was welcoming. She wore a wedding ring. Nick was favourably impressed. As a woman, she would never be a danger to him.She led him upstairs,. May I meet the entity involved?"Mentally, I asked, "Stargazer, do you know someone like Lightweaver who would like to discuss partnering?"I was answered instantly. "Yes. Starlight would like to try. Like Lightweaver and me, it came from the same nova."Out loud and mentally, I said, "Okay, Stargazer. Please ask Starlight to appear as a point of light in the room and talk to Doc Baker."We were sitting in the office and a golden point of light appeared. A voice that sounded to me like a woman's. He had somehow managed to learn the Queen's English, or at least a perverse mockery of it. He was always staring at her and calling to her in his strange accent. He called her 'Yellow Hair' and seemed obsessed with her golden locks. He had actually asked her to let him touch it! The very idea! She had given him, and all of the red men, wide berth ever since.The English-speaking one, he called himself Wachea she recalled, suddenly looked up directly at her as if he had felt her gaze. He smiled.