Julie was humming as she was wiping down the counters. There had been so many customers lately! She barely had time to catch her breath. "Packed up ...ll my cares and woe, here I go singing low," she started singing out loud. "Bye, bye blackbird", She began to laugh.Suddenly she heard the rumblings of a large truck coming down the ally. Quickly she gathered up the rubbish from the kitchen and from behind the counter. "Bash, honey, watch the front, please," she called. "I hear the garbage. Wilson, a doctor, was at the end of double shift at St. Agnes Hospital, and all he wanted to do was get in his very expensive car, drive to his very expensive home, and get in his very expensive bed. As he entered the door of his home, however, Wilson’s fatigued body was soon brought to attention by a muffled groan eminating from his daughter’s room. Alarmed, he ran up the stairs and was about to burst into the room when he heard the moan again, but realized it was a moan of pleasure as opposed. I knew the type of ride he meant. I'd have to convert the existing holographic technology to 4-dimensional playing field; 5-dimensions as timing would be a serious consideration. I'd have to be careful about directing the time and relative dimension in space."Nii-Sama?" Sorry. Considering the idea. I think we could do that." Really? Cool!" He stopped. "Nii-sama." He bowed deeply which was both surprising and embarrassing. "Thank you. You are the best brother anyone could ever have."If we had. Also, being found in her apartment unable to function, would be unforgivable. Dealing with a shit storm was a job requirement. This shit was somehow different.It wasn’t dealing with a headless corpse, or the murder of a homeless man, it was worrying about a baby that wasn’t even mine. Damn these fucking hormones, I thought as I climbed the stairs. The mood I was in probably had nothing to do with my daily cocktail of feminine hormones. It was easier to blame everything on them.I entered my cold.