The few days since her experience with her neighbor, George Farrington, had been spent indoors: watching television, sleeping fitfully, or simply sitt...ng for hours on end, staring straight ahead, thinking of absolutely nothing. She didn't really trust herself to go outdoors. She didn't want to see or talk to anyone, especially her next door neighbors, and she was terrified that George might try to call her or see her. At least that hadn't happened... one small bit of light in an otherwise. This creates a low harmonic variance, that will cause disruption to the molecular bonds of solid objects."Jim was speechless for a moment.Annette, "Is that a disrupter or a phaser?"Wendy, "Disrupter, as it would only work in sunlight."Jim, "Do I detect a note of a possible warp speed use?"Amber, "Yes, Dad. Theoretically, if we had a dilithium lens, we could use the warp field to create an FTL beam. It would have the same effect as the disrupters. It would be effective at an unknown, though. Naughty. It had never rung in class before because I always have it on silent when students are around. “Hey Miss Granger,” Josh had poked his head back around the open doorway. “Huh?” I looked up from the ringing phone, conflicted. God knows why. Let the bloody thing ring a few more times. “That dress is really tight.” I looked down, getting the million dollar view down my own modest cleavage. “Tight means good, right?” I asked, a blush stealing up my cheeks. “It’s really good, Miss Granger,”. I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to imply that I was asking because I was attracted or anything. Besides I’m also taken by an amazing woman.” said Constance.That confession didn’t get Maxine to move out from behind me.“It’s good to see you nephew. Missed my chance to talk before you left for home. Speaking of that I’ve been wanting to ask you about your wife. Was she...” my Uncle looked unsure how to continue his question.“Was she actually my step-sister? Yes she was. But I didn’t know that.