She allowed me to pick out her clothes and I chose my favorite of her see-through outfits and sexy lingerie. The morning of out flight, I laid out her...clothing for the trip. Megan gawked at her outfit, a sheer pink blouse and short skirt with appropriate lingerie, nylons, and high heels!The trip was interesting. Megan wore a coat to start with, but as we boarded the flight, she slipped it off and she made a point of showing off for the men around her. Her new white bra showed right through her. Jack began to make calculations on the fly within the program itself. Itshould not have been possible. Theoretically, it took at the minimum thirtyminutes to reload the calculations when the system was down. In addition,they were never loaded by hand. He did it anyway all from memory and thenhe began to adjust the calculations. For a moment, before the world wentblack he understood everything.++++++++++Jack sat on the edge of a moon crater watching the earth in all of itsglory. He smiled it was. I am screaming, calling out, ‘Madame, Madame, help me, he’s a psychopath.’ Madame does not come. No one comes. I fall sickeningly into a black hole. There are voices. ‘Serious internal injuries’… ‘Police’… ‘Immediate surgery.’ The ceiling is moving. I am being wheeled somewhere. ‘Count backwards from ten… ‘ ‘Catriona… Catriona, wake up, you are dreaming a bad dream.’ I awake. Dionysus is smiling at me. ‘You were dreaming in a dream,’ he says ambiguously. I do not understand him, and lie. Maybe it was easier to see when two women were compared. I don't know, but it was obvious that they had come to look more alike over the years.I already had down how they met, and we went into more detail about what they liked about each other, and the interests they shared. One of the things that was fascinating was that each had some of the stereotypical attributes of a male.Micky, for instance, had taught herself how to do simple plumbing and electrical work, and to do most home repairs..