. Lucy’s huge boobs coming into contact with Mom’s equally-mammoth mammaries. If I died before seeing that image come to life, I knew I’d have l...ved a wasted life.No, focus. Get inside your sister before you get her inside Mom.“Siblings should be honest with each other, shouldn’t they?”“ ... to an extent, yes.”“To an extent?”“Yes.”“What does that mean?”“There are circumstances when siblings shouldn’t be honest with each other.”“Will you tell me what those circumstances are?”“Yes.”“When. Most was well beyond that. The Magnetron system was working now. They had even put a second unit in that could be started independently of the first. This would blow the fifteen amp fuses now used in the usual house circuits.They were given some direction to build a new type of electron microscope. I doubted if they would get to it, for they were having a lot of fun making new solid-state parts from my handbook.Coffee was being left out to cool so it could be heated. I could just see the boys. European politicians threw in their hands and ran like a bad case of the diarrhea to get away from the media glare. They denied they knew anything and passed all kinds of laws banning participation in covert ops.If the agency still had a place in Europe it had to have been buried deep. Even Gitmo was Ass-hole deep in lawyers now that our liberally insane administration had decided that terrorist had more rights and special privileges than honest hard working Americans.I assumed that there were. Tiffany noticed her brother eyeing her wickedly. He was always that way with her. She loved him no matter what, but wished he would be more kind to her. She figured most brothers and sisters bicker just like they do."What?" Tiffany asked after a moment."Nothing. I'm just pissed that I have to stay here and baby-sit you," Dylan responded haughtily. "Well na-na-na-na-na! You have to stay here!" Tiffany made fun of her brother.His eyes showed fury. "Shut up!"She laughed and heard her mother's door.