Dodson took the little girl’s hands off and laughed while replying, ‘Honey, you’re a little young for that now.’ ‘Will I get those too?’ A...yanna quizzed. ‘When you’re older, sweetie. Now let’s concentrate on washing these dishes, shall we?’ That was the last Aiyanna heard of breasts until she was twelve years old. Then Ms. Dodson and Aiyanna’s mother sat her down and gave her a lesson on having her period, sex, boys, dating, and STDs. Aiyanna was a bit of a late bloomer. She did not start her. While he wanted to stay active, his company’s policy prevented him from continuing on. So he free lanced from time to time doing the odd engineering job that came his way. He was one of the engineers that had worked on a prototype of the MP3 player several years ago. And he had previously worked on communication equipment framework. So he took an interest in my work as a technology designer. ‘Hm, Todd-san. Interesting work you do.’ Tetsuo had followed in his father’s footsteps and was also. Thanks ever so much.”When Gordy was gone, Rachel put the (sparse) leftovers in the fridge while Patrick moved the plates and cutlery into the kitchen. The wash-up didn’t take long.“What do you think?” Rachel asked.“I think Nadine and her friend – whose name I can’t recall – did us and the Evanses a great favour.”“I don’t remember her name, either. But she’s at Macquarie and Sandra knew her at your dad’s party.”“Right. Anyway, Olwen will have realized that there are gays around far less. Serviceable, some would call it, but I think it suited her, highlighted her features and made her look sexy. There was no order to her locks, an organized tangle that showed spirit. She was a bundle of confined energy, ready to leap into a task - harnessed and straining. I half expected an electric shock when I shook her hand. I was almost disappointed that I did not get one.“Have you had lunch yet?” I asked, looking at the clock.“No,” she replied simply, her brown eyes smiling. “Where are we.