This would take some getting used to, she thought."Where are the others?" asked Harry."I asked them to stay away until you wanted to see them," stated...Carla."So Kim knows too?" asked Harry.Carla nodded. "She's eager to help."Harry nodded and looked around anxiously. "Where's Lane?" She's been in her room since the transformation. She feels terrible about what she did," stated Carla."I seriously doubt that. I begged her not to put that object in me. She put her damned ambition ahead of. With a light tone she asked, "Did you tell him about our arrangement?"Sandy nodded, once, her face smooth. "The tailor's bill," she said simply.Deb smiled. "We wouldn't ever do anything to take you two apart. The Admiral plans to make a similar offer to Ben."Sandy hid her relief before Ben rejoined them in the kitchen, stiffly dressed in his uniform. He gave her a kiss, and said softly, "Us?"Deb's laugh was clear, and she crossed the room to take his arm in a light hug. "Both of you, Ben. It. "Cinnamon," Tami said, looking exasperated."Cinnamon?"Tami looked at me like I was stupid. "The cute red-headed cousin in Boston you wanted to add to your harem."Cinnamon! She was like an eighth cousin seventeen times removed. "And didn't you kind of miss Boston. It's over there." I pointed vaguely east.When had I mentioned Cinnamon anyway?Then I remembered. It was the day three years ago that Tami and I had first made love. Grandma Vickie had just sent me a picture, and I mentioned Cinnamon. The night was even better... if I'd ever had any reservation about ministers and sex, I certainly lost it when Cindy showed me a unique use for her "flying fickled finger of fate."We bought a house in one of the older subdivisions near Hatboro, and settled down into domestic tranquility. Does that sound dull? It was heaven. Cindy knew how to have fun. You've heard the expression "When Momma ain't happy, ain't no one happy?" Well when Cindy had fun, everyone had fun. I tried to analyze it, but.