"I brought some soup," he said with a hopeful lilt to his voice. It wastoo dark in the room for him to see Ann's grimace."Great," she answered with a...l the enthusiasm of a death row convict."Love me some soup?" she said under her breath.Jack sat on the bed next to her and put the soup down. He patted herthigh and kissed her softly on the lips. It was a welcome gesture. Anncooed. It was just about all she could do in her condition. "I heardabout today," Jack stated. "Your mother won't be. Brittany looked over the ad with eyes still half glazed over, that was until she read what the job was offering."Holy shit!" she thought. "That's triple what I was making last year!"The fact that experience was unnecessary sealed it for Brittany; finishing her toast, she walked into her bedroom. Her silk Kimono slipping from her shoulders, naked, she eyed her cupboard.Brittany was 21 years old and happy to flaunt herself. She stood 5"5, with a body that she loved to take care of with regular. Now they could start out to set the manufacturing world on fire. Tom drew up a comprehensive list of all the tools he perceived people would need when the counrty made a complete switch to metric. It seemed endless. He calculated that when the change was complete, even the dust created by manufacturing would be metric and would require a metric broom, and dust pan, to sweep it up. Oh, my! To the best of his knowledge, many of these things had never been thought of, even in Europe, which had. 'Have you done this sort of thing before?''One thing often leads to another, ' I told him, honestly enough, 'I don't know what's in the CPU, but I suppose the files are intact.' Martínez turned to Mercedes and raised an eyebrow.'The big box that's connected to a computer screen, ' she told him, then looked at me. 'Did you crash it?' I shook my head.'I wasn't very gentle with the cables, but that shouldn't be a problem.' The door opened again and the hostess reappeared with my beer; she was.