” I said nothing as my respiration froze. “Don’t fake it; you were getting yourself off, weren’t you?” I gulped as silently as possible. Bel...w, I heard the rustle of sheets and the pressure against the wood as she climbed up the old ladder to the top bunk. Her head appeared right next to mine, her pretty brown eyes and long straight hair accenting her beautiful complexion. “Just admit it!” she said, smiling. I sighed. “Actually, it was you getting off to me; I’ve been at this for about thirty. I called to Trish to bring me a pair of shorts and I’ll leave the process of her getting them on me while I was holding a man at gunpoint to your imagination. Whatever you’re thinking, yeah, that’s about right. It was awkward.Before long, we had plenty of company. The cops cuffed the intruder and took my statement. Apparently, he was an illegal. No surprise there. By the time the cops were gone and I’d screwed a piece of plywood over the hole in the back door, it was after 1 AM.Luckily, Sundays. I was impressed, though, by the fact that she did not mention my magic. Maybe the child was more mature than I had predicted.Of course, I agreed to stay the night. The house was quite large, and there were several unused bedrooms, so I was not putting anyone out of his or her normal bedroom. The bed was a bit too soft for me, so I had Replicator make some adjustments. The changes could be reversed the next morning.Julia seemed to be much taken with me—I certainly was with her. Anyway, Julia. “It’s easier if I show you,” Sonya explained, then she daringly darted out the front door—still buck naked—and returned a few moments later with my laptop in her arms. She plunked the computer down on the table, opened my “videos” folder, and— “Is this the most recent one, Michael?” I nodded, nervous. Sonya played the file, and Tami and Claire watched, transfixed, at the recorded video of Sonya, tilting the camera down to show us all that she had, in fact, inserted a third finger into her.