" Oh, you!" she laughed. "OK, I'd like to talk about an aspect of the Program that doesn't seem to have earned much attention. I think the Program is ...ell organized for the kids. But what about the adults? How and when will suitable candidates be identified? How and when will they be trained?" Oh," he said, nonplussed. She watched as he began to put his mind to the problem. She took the time to refresh their coffee, placing his refilled cup beside him and returning to her seat."If you don't. Astrogation is not a primary concern for now. You did receive a couple out outstanding mentions in your training file. Your hand-to-hand combat skills have been recognized and the head instructor asked that you be assigned as an instructor when you are in system. Your weapons instructor has also asked for you to work with his department on training recruits in knife work. Specifically, Close Combat and Silent techniques."Kat felt a glow of pride. It meant a lot to her for the two instructors. Just as Jessica had thought when she entered the butcher shop she heard one of the female customers complaining to the head butcher, What do you mean your out of meat?, when I called and placed my order an hour ago you assured me a meat-girl would be ready for me! she yelled at the head butcher, Yes maam but we have just run out I am very sorry was the butchers reply as a man came up to the counter, I need one meat-girl for a live spit roast at the family barbeque Im having tomorrow the man. "Well, what do you think, Janet?"John, shook his head. "No, you all are crazy! I'm a man, I like being a man. You can't change me! I won't go along. Uhhhhh!"While John was talking, Rebecca had reached into her pocket and pressed a button on the remote. John felt the electricity running through him. His legs and arms were jerking uncontrollably, and his head felt like it was going to explode. She released the button; sweat was pouring off John. He couldn't think; he could barely.