I’m not working or going to school. I decided to take a couple of months off and watch over my mother.’ He looked at me carefully. ‘That’s goo..., Jon. You haven’t shown any serious signs of it, but we have to do these routine follow-ups. Anything you want to discuss? Do you miss the military, the weapons, the fighting?’ ‘I miss the military and my men. The military is a big family with, as we call it, a shared suck. We all pay the price in some way for our service, but we love it and we stick. His full lips were pulled back in a defensive snarl."Get off your high horse, Si. We didn't force her to do anything. She wanted it." He glanced at the small crowd surrounding them. "Didn't she?"A few murmurs of agreement to the question, but none loud enough to meet Simon's rage."That means nothing and you know it," he growled. "Emilee sent a new syn, barely a week out of a tank, down here, with a program that's fucked us all up before- and you took advantage of it?" She'd have to learn. After half an hour, she called me. I went to the door and said, “Yes, maa.” She said, “Come inside.”Since she is here, I did not go to the bedroom. When I entered, I was amazed. My bachelor bedroom was turned into a woman’s bedroom. Everywhere there were ladies’ items. My dressing table was filled with her bangles, earrings, necklace, lipsticks, makeup items.She has unpacked very well. Now, it was her bedroom, the bedroom of a woman. She interrupted. I said yes. Then I saw her. She was standing. " Setting down hisbrush, he buried his hands in his thick blonde hair and started to fluffit. "Do you know how many guys would kill to have hair like this?" Boys are so vain," I said, giving him a little kiss on the cheek. That week, we unleashed our spell during the cold, dark hours of Fridaymorning. The Daughters had agreed to unleash the spell in waves within a24-hour window, and as much as we loved doing it during the footballgames, this one would need to be done sooner so the boys.