I explained my dilemma making him swear he would not tell Justin I knew until I could work out what to do. He swore he wouldnt tell a soul. He lived w...th his surfer son, Jed who was 19 and exactly the style of teenager Id hoped Justin would grow up to become, and his daughter, Wendy who was only 9. His middle son, Alex, had died in a bike accident when he was 15. Brett said Justin could stay for the week, maybe two if necessary till I got it all sorted. And because he lived not too far from. He had no idea why the Imperials would need such material, but he was also positive the Technocracy could supply most if not all of it in bulk.“I believe we could supply this in the quantities noted in order to gain title to the Florven worlds,” he finally replied.“Assuming we win and you survive this invasion,” Hratt noted.“Yes, there is always that. We have to rely on you to defend us from a terrible fate,” he sighed. “Yet it’s clear our pride will not help here.”“We’ve supplied you with. .." He stared impassionate at her through the mask as she openly sobbed, and he waited until panic set in."OH GOD I DON'T WANT TO DIE. PRESS IT. I'll do anything please make it stop." Only you have the power to choose, Christine," he gripped her right ankle and inserted the pivot switch under her bound foot, making sure to latch it onto the ground so she couldn't inadvertently push it away.In a panic she pressed down on the switch. The familiar click sound could be heard and the equipment. “Well, I guess,” Jill relented, “If you can do it, I suppose I can too.” She grabbed a towel from the nearby stack, wrapped it around herself and followed Ashley out the sliding glass door to the backyard. Ashley led the way toward a couple of recliners. The girls spread their towels on them and since the backs were in the raised position, began by sunning their front sides. After about a half hour though they dropped the backs of the recliners and turned over onto their stomachs. Ashley.