There were even signs of new battlefield obstacles and possible fortified firing bunkers at the airfield.Kilometers away, a mobile analysis van was co...verting this information in to usable form for the Capitallian raiding force. A raid's primary weapon is surprise--the idea is to know all about the enemy while keeping the target ignorant that anything is happening."No radar from the flying club detected," Dot, one of Hank Dalton's slave intelligence system operators, told the Capitallian. "Oh, Dee. That's just... crazy." It's true, Freddy," my wife stated. "In the dreams, Dee and I are just... there. We're not really participating. We're just there, watching Willie."I couldn't think of anything to say. There was some sort of mental unbalance at work here. Had the hypnosis contributed to this?"Please, Freddy. Please don't look at us like that. We're not going crazy. It really happened!" Okay," I said softly, perhaps a bit too sadly. What was I going to do? What sort of psychosis. "I said, that the ship..." I know that. Check your orders to see what happens when we get there," James said as he started typing commands into his data pad."Checking ... Admiral, there is a command code for the Defiant and the Constitution to shut down all weapon, shield, and to lock launching bays. All weapon magazines are to lock down as well as the armories throughout the ship. The crew is to be gassed and shackled. The ships are supposed to surrender to the Crytherians and the ships turned. I looked to see if my femininity was compromised by anytelling lines. I couldn't see a thing. Jenny had done an exceptionaljob of feminizing me. I sighed appreciatively. My swimsuit fashion showwasn't likely to send women screaming for mall security.I modeled the swimsuit for Jenny. I looked into the mirror and foundthat I did indeed have the body for the swimsuit. I had to remindmyself that it wasn't actually my body - my friend latex had helped mya great deal. In any case, I looked hot..