My daughter was more of a young lady than she knew.“Now daddy, tell me the truth,” Molly spoke in a very sexually saturated tone, “Do you like w...at you see?”I sat there looking at my sixteen year old daughter standing in front of me totally nude trying to develop words that described her natural beauty, but I was in awe of the view. I had heard what she asked me, but no words would come out of my mouth. I was busy staring at her key pieces of sensual desire.“Daddy, did you hear me? Tell me, do. ” Hartwell stated cutting Zimmel off. “Explain just what in the hell you are talking about.”“Oh, uh ... yes sir. Ace says that Miss Lucie experienced sensory overload. That if she were an A.I. like the ships, she could just reset her sensors. I remembered that many of the Emperor’s command crew had PTSD, that an A.I. went in and basically reset part of their brains. I believe that the same thing might work here, though we might have to adjust more for what she experienced.” A now very excited. “You don’t wear a bra,” he murmured.She shook her head. “I don’t need to. But one day someone will invent a bra that a woman can wear comfortably,” she chuckled.“Shaun, I have today free but tomorrow I have to go to Tobruk and I’ll be gone for about three days. We need to interrogate some German officers about where they are getting their information from.”His face fell, “But you’ll be back for Christmas Day I hope.”“Yes darling, I’ll have 24 hours before reporting back for duty.”“Great. We are. She was too pretty to be in my league. Not to mention that she was way too young to be hitting on an old man like myself."Hmmm...I think I saw you in the lobby last night. You were with a woman. Think you were pretty wasted," she said with a polite smile.She was checking me out, that was for sure. And blatantly probing for information. "Well, I don't remember much. I had a bit too much to drink. I'm here by myself, though. Going through a divorce right now...just needed to blow off some steam.