I would move to the other side of town but close enough to Vic’s school so he would not be displaced too much and we would share our time with him. ...dmittedly the divorce was my fault Im not the best with self control and I can admit that I am a selfish man.“You got everything you need” I asked with a false grin as my son stood by the door. I wanted to be the one to take him camping but it was Becca’s side of the family and they wanted to see him as much as any family would. It was only a few. "I'm Lonji, by the way." "I've never heard of a Consortium Nethership by that name," Kyla said. "Um, well that's probably because this isn't a Consortium ship." Kyla stared at him for a moment. "It's not?" The ethereal nodded apoligetically. "Uh yeah, you're kind of a prisoner. Did I not mention that?" "No. No you didn't," Kyla mumbled as her legs gave out and she plopped down on the spot. Lonji studied her for a moment, then sat himself down across from her. "What's your name?" "Kyla. Kyla. .how are you...didn't recognize you with the sunglasses..."She made it easy for him, who also retorted he didn't recognize her with sunglasses and hair down ( and most likely, although he didn't say, it that instead of the loose, long-sleeve church dress she now wore a tiny, semi-sheer thong bikini on her voluptuous body). The deacon's wife seemed even more mortified now, realizing her husband knew the semi-nude slut with the too-small thong. They continued exchanging nervous small talk, when I. Kurt nodded and smiled at her friendly tone as they exchangedinstruments of cleaning. As Kurt clutched the handle of the softbristled broom in his hand, Loda noted, "Your first lesson is cleaningyour hardwood floors. You're going to find that while they look nice,they're a pain in the ass for people like us."'People like us', Kurt thought with a smile as Loda lumped themtogether.Loda looked at Kurt before she said, "We're going to start withsweeping the floor." You're not going to mop the.