It had become obvious to Steve that what he had been doing wasn’t working very well. They were still alive, but in constant danger. Steve had attend...d classes on war and strategy. He knew he had to shake his enemy to the core, destroy its morale, and kill the leadership, if possible. If he didn’t, it was unlikely that he and the girls would survive the ordeal. Knowing that he would have a way out of the country if he was successful had been the deciding factor. Once he decided on a course of. Of course, I had hoped you knew and you were doing it for me." I did." It came out as a whispered croak, but they were the first words that came to mind."You knew?" he asked."No," she whispered, "I was doing it for you though." She couldn't believe what had come out of her mouth. How could she tell him that? She was shocked by her traitorous tongue.He was quiet for a moment, digesting that. "That changes things, doesn't it?" he mused. "I had planned to tease you a little and give you back your. I've been having words with the AI on that count. But its logic seems sound in some ways, that is that we must preload lots of women so that the next generation can be even larger. I expect that some places will be loading up on male babies too. Because we do seem to be having a problem with attrition in our military due to the fact that we haven't figured out how to cause major casualties to the Sa'arm without causing major environmental damage that causes the world to be useless to us. Really. May I share your table? There are no other seats."When Kyle looked up from his reading, he saw a stunningly beautiful girl, tall and slender, with copper colored hair that cascaded across her shoulders. She was so beautiful that he could almost not speak. Recovering quickly, he immediately agreed and then rose to pull out her chair."My, my, a true gentleman at heart! Thank you. I'm Amanda Baxter." Hi, I'm Kyle Jensen. You surprised me. I was concentrating on this newspaper and did not realize.