“Mrs.Bigg isn’t it?” Turning around Lynda found herself starring at a very handsome young man with the enviable physique of an Olympic athlete. ...��Yep! Lynda Fox-Bigg!” She said, slightly dazzled by his instant charisma. Her face lighting up with a warm smile, she recognized him as one faces at her previous the night. His name was Wyclef, and he was a native Jamaican student who also worked for the catering company that sorted out her party. Lynda had eyed his crotch all night and she smiled as. It was huge, with high vaulted ceilings and a low retro couch, loveseat, and oval glass coffee table in the living room area. The TV was definitely not retro, though; curved 52” OLED! The main area was open, unbroken except for the large fireplace right in the center. I saw a kitchen with a good-sized island past the fireplace, and a couple of hallways branching off, presumably for bedrooms.“Whose place is this?” I asked.“Mine,” she replied. “Ours, now.”“What--? How... ?” I looked about.She sat. "Or should I call you deputy Isabelle?"Isabelle laughed. "I'm still not used to it, though my graduation was more than a month ago! Did you know I'm the superior of everybody in the military?! Everybody! That's the hardest part, having everybody in the army salute me, even the generals!" How many deputy commanders are there?" It's not public knowledge..." Isabelle paused for a moment and then said quietly, "Right now there are 11,664 Level-2 commanders worldwide." I'm glad for you Isabelle. I. This is especially true for those that are very difficult to put into words. Telepathy helps you see other points of view. Since we have always communicated telepathically, we didn't really appreciate that until Kennith and his sisters arrived about a year ago. They have made comments many times about how much telepathy has helped them understand their mother, each other and those around them." Who are they?" Alena's children. We met them when we were vacationing on Earth. They were at the.