"Where?" All the way to Paradise," I said with a laugh."So, are you clear, Lieutenant?" I asked after explaining my plan."Yes, sir," he said but one t...ing was clear and that was he wasn't very happy."Look, Lieutenant, the job is to get your load to Paradise," I said, "So you go the long way round, it'll be safer. Ok, so what can you get out of this old tub?" With the new engines, she tops out a Warp 3.1," he replied proudly."Well, don't push them unless you have to, then run as fast as you. She also had a big thermos jug of lemonade. We carried everything out to the big picnic table along with paper plates and cups and long forks for toasting hot dogs. There was a fire pit and some dry wood and soon we had a small fire going. Mrs. Bradford joined us while the fire was burning down and soon the boys were as comfortable talking with her as were we girls. The meal was just like any picnic and I don’t think that anyone noticed that one of us was older than the rest all added together.. One day I was digging through some boxes. My parents were away, and Icame across a box of nightgowns. Why my parents had them, I will neverknow. But when I touched them I instantly became enthralled by theirfeel. Silky and smooth, they felt so good against the skin. So much so Istripped down and slipped on one. I was so excited, first because I knewI should not be doing that, but second by the pure exhilaration of how itfelt. I fantasized at that moment what it must be like to be female, tobe. ?Idid what you wanted,? she screamed. ?Now you?re going to kill me anyway?? Inodded. There didn?t seem any point in disagreeing. ?No,?she begged. ?Please no. You don?t have to kill me. I?ll do anything.? That?swhen she had a bright idea. ?Look,? she said turning to me. ?You?re slavetraders. Trade me!? ?What??I exclaimed. ?Look, we?re the ones that decide who we take and who we sell. Wedon?t have volunteers.??What?s the difference? Come on. I don?t look so bad, do I? You?d get a price,wouldn?t.