” He finally said.“Oh, good Jamie is back, we’ve been holding dinner for you.” Paula said heading to the kitchen.As Jamie moved closer, he not...ced that things in the room had been rearranged. The sofa was pushed back a little and the round porch table had been placed in front of it. There were a few chairs around it, and it was set for dinner.“What’s all this?” He asked.“Well I decided that since Victoria can’t yet get to the dinner table with this leg that we would create a new dinner table. As for thereactions of our parents - I agree.You wouldn't get any help from them." So I have to choose between options two and three." Look, Chuck. If you choose option three - you must realize that I wouldnever be a part of your play.I might be able to help you - but if you get excited around me, I want youto tell me straight away.I wouldn't want that. Promise?" I promise." He smiled. "Actually - one of my stories is about a boy whois bullied by his sister to dress like a school girl."She. I continued, ‘Tell me about your farm.’ ‘Well, we have a little over 150 acres. It’s hilly but the cattle don’t seem to mind. We have two good spring-fed creeks and some good timber. I only have about 35 head but the calves bring in enough to pay the taxes and provide what little cash I need. Richard’s great-grandfather bought this land and built the house in the 1890’s.’ ‘Pam indicated that you might want to sell it.’ ‘Yeah, it’s gettingto be more expensive to operate and the taxes are. We are like lobsters in a thermador unless I figure something out. In the meantime, Chen and I are in our underwear. Personal log, Dr. Rebecca Chen, April 28: My god, it is hot. At first I was embarrassed to walk around in front of the Commander in lace lingerie - a reminder of home and my husband that I preferred to keep to myself. I don’t care now. I actually enjoy showing off to Laura. My lust for the other crew and my longing to join their antics is spilling over to inside the command.