"Mom lost her cherry to her father and then fucked her own brother? How the fuck did that all happen?" asked Steve incredulously."That's a story for a...other time." said Steve's father, "Right now what you need to know is three things. First, no one's mad at you, you didn't do anything wrong. Secondly, that I am glad you were able to satisfy your mother so she didn't end up having to troll bars or something else as dangerous. And third, that you aren't the only one your mother is going to fuck,. I was still going to have to deal with transportation on my own, but the timing gave me plenty of time to get used to the area before I had to worry about winter weather, and the offices were five blocks away. Easy going on city sidewalks, even if it was raining.The only problem with my leased apartment was the lack of furniture. The Des Moines Salvation Army came to the rescue by having a very worn dinette set and couch available at their second hand store. More importantly, they were willing. ”Awesome I thought to myself, and then I asked, “When you say busy, what exactly am I going to be doing.”“Exactly what the sign said, donating your genetic material. We can take you on Friday the 18th at 6:00 PM. Will, that work for you?”I thought quickly and answered, “Yeah that should be fine.”“Great I will e-mail you the address. Don’t be late, oh and you must refrain from masturbation and sexual intercourse for the six days before your donation date. Do you understand?”“Yeah, I got it,” I. " Ship?" it asked, seeming especially cranky today."The main ship, the master ship, your home base." However nothing he suggested generated much of a response. Finally he repainted his original drawing, from all that time ago, although it was only slightly longer than a single week. He drew a small Earth, a smaller moon, a shuttle and as accurate an interpretation as he could recall of what Barbara had drawn for him. The craft immediately gave him a new name for it. He tried to memorize it and.