She wanted him to understand the healing he’d just offered, if only she were brave enough to take it. She wanted to tell him, but she’d run out of...words. Rael knew. His hands were in her hair, pale, strong hands running through the soft and yielding blackness of her curls, and his touch spoke understanding in ways words never could. He knew. * The next day the storm was gone suddenly and completely, like the dark vengeance of an old god’s fury, spent and restive until it gathered itself once. " Have you any idea why she was so keen for you to go to the fashion show with her?" Nothing concrete but that 'new hunk for Deirdre' headline suggests that she had someone last year and didn't want to appear without this year. Good for publicity? Good for her ego? I don't know." Probably a hefty wodge of both by the sound of her."Hank nodded. "So what? I made a mistake, a stupid mistake, and it's all over now. Funny though, I'd have thought I was too old and experienced to be so stupid." Not. We refused to come in and meet the family, telling him we would meet them at a later date. We had to promise him it would happen before he would let us go."Well, we have our cosmologist." I said as we were driving out of San Francisco, headed back to Obsidian Research. "You're going to love Porter's mind too!" This recruiting scheme was an interesting approach. Can we afford to keep using it in order to get the scientific staff we've been wanting?" Blossom, the way the fuel cell is making us. Jane spoke as they made their way to the shop. “Honey, now that you are going to be a girlie, you need to get some clothes. We’ve agreed the immediate need is to get you into sexy panties. We’re going to Boux Avenue and you can choose your own underwear. You can buy as many pairs as you want, but they must be sexy, neither Mark nor I want to see you in big granny panties, not that you’re likely to find any in a shop like that.” They walked along to the shop and Jane said “off you pop baby,.