Everyone was adopting plural relationships and there was absolutely no reason why his father shouldn't be one of them, despite his age and the number ...f years he had been married to his mother.He turned his attention to his plans for preparing a group of people to travel to the Americas. Already the construction of a much larger ship was underway, this one capable of transporting a large number of people and equipment to help establish a viable colony.Scott had held major discussions with his. He tried to fool himself into thinking it was any other day of the week. But it was impossible. On a desert island, stranded there for the rest of his life, he would always know what day was Sunday. The stench of it. The holy ferocity and superiourness of it would beat him into a ping-pong ball for ever. But he was 32. And he was trying to get the chords right. Chords. Not cords. Not cords you can use to hang on drapes or cords you can use as tassels on lampshades. But cords you could use to. Her daughter had light brown hair and was wearing a tight half-top and shorts that showed off her shapely legs and butt...wow! She was slim and looked like she still had some growing to do. Given her Mom's apparent age she couldn't have been older than 16 or so, I figured.It was now dark outside and the movement of the curtain contrasting with the lights behind me attracted the mother's attention. I quickly closed the curtains, but not before noting a peculiar look on her attractive face.I. Now, though, she wondered if he was. When Jackie realised that Dan seemed to be calm, she called out, “Come down here, Dan. We have things to discuss.”Dan swallowed hard at the shouted instruction but did as he was told and went back downstairs. As he walked into the dining area he glanced towards his jeans and underpants on the floor and thought for a moment that maybe he should put them back on. However, his attention was immediately drawn away from his jeans and underpants by Jackie who was.