The phone rang and I answered, it was my husband to say his plane had touched down, 'What are you doing', he asked me, a sharp keen edge to his voice,...'I am getting ready darling', I responded deliciously, genuinely excited by the prospect of what lay ahead.'Did you shave as he asked you to', I did not answer immediately, instead choosing to subject myself to another submissive surge of obedience, 'Yes Darling, everywhere', was my answer, meaning not just my pubis, but under my arms also,. He called out for Ms. Alsover."Is that you, Timothy?", he heard a hoarse voice from the bedroom. Timothy duck-walked over to the bedroom, and found Ms. Alsover lying on the floor, a blanket wrapped around her."Oh Timothy, what happened to you? I was so worried", she spoke."What happened to you, Gladys?", asked Timothy with deep concern in his voice."Oh, my darn back again", croaked Ms. Alsover."When you k**s left, I tried to wake up Herman. He was unresponsive, and when I tried to lift him, I. "Back in the 1980s there was a space program President Reagan talked about called the "Star Wars" program. It was supposed to be able to blow up nuclear missiles launched at the U.S. by the U.S.S.R." The President said."Are you suggesting we adapt our satellites to serve a similar purpose?" Chenosh asked."More specifically your new satellite design. Ours would be inadequate to serve a defensive purpose. A semi-intelligent satellite could operate and react on its own and if we could add the. I had no idea what it all meant.Had I died without knowing about it and was now being reborn?However, once that strange squeezed feeling finally passed, I feltmyself begin to expand.The dizziness I'd felt before returned.Abruptly, I began sensing various parts of my body again. It defiedexplanation. I was beset by a most peculiar set of sensations.Once I raised it in front of my face, I stared at my hand. Oddly, itappeared somewhat wispy as if made of smoke. Even worse than that,I could see.