”I left for church. On the way out, I pulled the tarp off and put it in the back of my truck neatly folded. I arrived at my church on time. It was a...uzz with the news of the missing princess. I was asked what I might know. I said, “I didn’t watch news last night preferring sports to news.” I grinned. “The Braves won.”The man asking said, “Sam, you just don’t keep up with current events.”“Only those that interest me. Who got shot yesterday and hearing about some spoiled royal from elsewhere just. “You did nothing unusual or wrong, since the nanites could have cured Mrs. Warner back on Earth, but she refused to seek them out. That was her fault. Quarantines are unusual for HIV cases, anyway, but in a smaller environment with so many sexually active people of so many different ages, it was a necessary preventive measure for a short time. Mr. Warner also contracted gonorrhea from his ex-wife, so there is that, too. He is now fully back to health, but he will need some rest to recover.. . gut-wrenching smells. Theseimages flashed by so fast that it was hard to distinguish between thembut this just intensified the effect of it. Unspeakable things flashedbefore her eyes. Then it stopped. Jason was walking down a dark longcorridor with no distinguishing features on either side, just dullwhite walls which seemed to stretch forever, as far as Jason could see.Although something was different with Jason, looking down she saw hair,long brown hair flowing down her body and stopping. Sometimes these were at home, by the pool or on the covered terrace at the back of the house. Once when Ambrose was away on a lengthy trip she broke a rule and had red-hot massages, and the sex that always deliciously followed, twice on their big Japanese-style futon bed. She had felt terribly guilty about that but it had been magnificent. Sometimes she had hot massages at a discreet salon she knew. Occasionally she booked a motel room and an out call. On holidays she usually managed to.