He makes my mother happy, and that's all that matters. But, much like my Father, my moments keep competing for the title of Perfection." And may I ask... what moments are currently in the running?" inquired Misty a touch coyly.Miranda closed her eyes and smiled. "Right now is something of a front runner," she admitted, "But I think the first time you told you loved me ranks pretty high. As does Umi's hatching... Like father like daughter, I suppose. Hm, I have his eyes, you know. Gray as the sky. He found the ideal way to do it.When he took her for her fourth walk down the hall to the carpeted exercise room, she was startled to see that another girl was there, standing along the wall at the far side of the room."Front and center, Betty!" Paul commanded, and the brunette moved quickly to stand before him. Her head was bowed, and she stood in perfect silence, a study in dark hair and deeply tanned skin, nude and submissive.Betty was a pretty girl, Pal noticed, but she bore the marks of. .. right through the entire winter, the spring and the summer was spectacular. With a ticket bought at the Shell, someone regularly won at least a thousand dollars every lottery drawing.The excitement was just slacking off in the fall when Mom bought a ticket and WON a million ... I had nothing to do with that!! I swear! And I did that too ... swore ... and got my mouth washed out with soap."Son of a Bitch, Mom!! ... You fucking won! Moooommm I'm too old for ... pifft ack ick eww!"Oh yeah .... ”“You leave Rob where he is,” Phil said. “He’s only a phone call away and he’s doing great work over there. It took him two days to put together that little program that solved this. If you stick him at HQ he’ll be bored silly in a day and looking for a new job in two.”Beth chuckled as she tossed the car keys to her son.“You drive, Mr. Chauffeur,” she said. “Let’s take Greg Hansen’s advice and spend today at the beach. We’ll visit the studio tomorrow and hopefully take the Hansens out to dinner.