"What is a Milkman?" Tony asked.Gina came around the table swatting at me good-naturedly while speaking. "Tony ignore your Dad he is trying out his wa...ped sense of humor again. Now go fetch your younger brother and sister for dinner."We watched our son Tony ran up the stairs. Gina picked the spoon up off the floor holding it menacingly in front of me. "And you Nick-any more talk like that and I am going to carve out your funny bone with this dull spoon."I gave my wife Gina a kiss, patting her. ..' I tugged at hershirt as I thought quickly."Mommy, big girl!" I said quietly to her and nodded to the wall."Hmm..." she said, "let's take a look."HOLLY HAD MANAGED to behave in a way throughout the trip that Ivycouldn't help but admire. She didn't cry, scream, or react to all of thecrazy things around her. This store truly claimed to be a one-stop shopfor new parents, but that unfortunately meant for the kind of parents shedespised too. When Holly grabbed at her shirt and pointed out. Michael is mildly autistic, the consequent single-mindedness a significant asset to his scientific pursuits. It also means he’s inclined to take things too literally at times but, on the flip side, it makes him a terrible liar.Michael noted my serious tone and demeanour. “Yes,” he finished, “I think you’re gay.”“You’re also a scientist and follow scientific methods. What evidence do you have that I’m gay? Have you seen me kissing another boy or indulging in gay sex?”“Well, not exactly.”“So why. Sure she was...less than attractive. Especially when compared to some of the other fine specimens of fuckmeat that worked in the Facility. However he was man enough to look past that. To see how her flesh could be reshaped to fit his needs, if only her mind would accept its proper place.No matter. He only needed to put her in it. With what he'd been working on for the half year since he'd been recruited to the International Science Reserve, it wouldn't be hard.Of course his various overseers.