"I appreciate that. I'm going to be heading out to Seattle forthe week to see if I can help." Of course," I replied. "I totally understand." I need yo... to just keep an eye on the house, but do you think I couldask you a huge favor?" Sure," I said. "I'm happy to help where I can." I was hoping that you could maybe get a start on organizing my lessonplan for the fall semester."I frowned. "Sure," I said again. "But it's not even July. What's therush?" All the lesson plans have to be pre-approved. “I had to help her out of her own webbing.”“Heh,” GF said.Beatrice mumbled under her breath. “Something something fucky fuck...” She bit at Lou’s neck. “Nom nom nom.”“Did she say something something-” GF started.“Ahem!” Lou put his most serious, most focused Neopolitan Space Prince face on as he stood a bit taller. “Where’s the last recycler?”“Right there,” GF nodded with a grin. Lou took one last glance back at what had been humanity’s first diplomatic meeting place with the Bugs. After two. You will repent for your sins and I will teach you to behave.I posted my ad on two websites and had it rejected by a dozen others who were probably scared of reprisals. I then went about my business, although I did check every ten minutes for a response that first day and hourly on the second. By the third I was certain my ad had been dismissed. On the forth day I received a response. An irate woman, demanding that I remove the vile filth I’d posted. Like that was going to happen! It did. At least, the Greek bus driver in 502 had a bunch of kids just like my mom and they were always inviting us to watch from the front door as long as we didn’t go into the living room. It was like watching a baseball game from the bleachers. I spent most of my free time these days reading books that Mrs. Murphy checked out for me from the Public Library because I was too young to read them. She told me it made her feel good to be doing it because the poor woman was not a very good reader and she.