“How are things going over there?” he asked loudly.Margaret froze and then slowly turned to her son, “I’ve, uhh, managed to make some sandwich...s and there’s tea or coffee to drink,” she eventually replied.“Good,” said Jimmy getting to his feet. “Let’s eat,” he announced as he crossed over to the dining table.The women with him followed and Margaret delivered a plate of sandwiches and then, on a second trip, carried a pot of tea and a pot of coffee over. The table already had places set for six. She sat at the navigation control unit and had us along side the damaged ship in a very short time.Sensors showed the ship had been in a battle recently. Part of its cargo was still on board. There were no life signs, and the escape pod was missing.I filed a salvage request, and was granted it with a very short delay. We turned on the 'giraffe beam' and begin to tow the ship back to port.We didn't get very far. It was a classic ambush set up. I was not surprised when they came at us from both. I looked out at the pool but there was nobody there either. Disappointed at not finding the girls, I wondered if they went out. But Claire’s car was in the driveway and Sharon and Jerry have only one car between them. This thought naturally led me to conclude that they were probably in Sharon’s house, in her bed perhaps, taking advantage of Jerry’s absence. I wanted to surprise them. I went out of the backdoor, crossed the backyard to Sharon’s house, climbed up the deck,which opened into her. "Aaron laughed nervously. "Yeah I guess not."He was busy staring at her pretty face that he suddenly forgot he was only in his boxers! He noticed Paris eyeing his teenage body and Aaron felt his face turn red."I'm sorry I'm not really dressed." That's ok. You got a nice body Aaron."Aaron blushed more. "T-thanks. But I bet you like Nick's better." I didn't say that did I?" Paris asked wickedly.Aaron blushed more. "Well if you need a ride back home, I can tell my limo driver to take you."Paris.