His mother was sitting in the chair she always sat in. Both of them smiled at him. ‘Hi, Bobby,’ his father said. ‘Hi, Dad,’ Bobby replied. ‘...h…I’m pretty beat, I think I’m gonna go to bed.’ ‘Good idea,’ his father said. ‘Seems like you’ve been on the run a lot this summer. Nice to see you’re working and all, but you need to take care of yourself, too.’ Bobby headed down the hallway. Lana’s door was closed and no light showed under it. ‘She must be in bed,’ Bobby thought. He went into his room,. ’ I said. I wonder if she believed me when I said that I remembered. I didn´t remember getting any instructions whatsoever. Breakfast was great. Then she called her friends and they spoke about her things, which they would bring. Wow, two more people visiting my house. I hoped I would like them. I hoped they would like me. New hopes. Come to think of it I never used to hope for anything. I had always known that being alone was not really what I wanted, just the best I could realistically. . the plan is, you wow my boss and hope that he take on my plan forthis big upcoming deal..... by any means." he spoke up again as shestrapped five inch white high heels upon her feet, showcasing herdelicate pink pedicure. Finally, she grabbed a small purse where all herinstruments of feminine seduction and pleasure lay. "Even if it means,sleeping with him." he whispered."You are my most wonderful companion, always by my side, even when no oneis looking," he spoke then turned to the mirror,. We all went to the Roach Pit for a very quiet dinner.While at dinner I got a net call from Neva. Good news. The JC just got a surplus food irradiator. The department head really wanted to try it out. We tried a MRE. We are sure that we can do better. We have three teams working on meal plans. We hope to have some samples for the Graton Squadron in five days. Dad says he will pay the shipping for the samples. We will make them lighter than the MREs. If they are a 'go' we could have a production.