LISTER: I'm going to pass the exams and become an officer.RIMMER: Oh, come on, wise up, Lister!LISTER: You'll have to salute me, Rimmer! You'll have t... call me "sir!"You'll have to give me Kochanski! And me cigarettes!RIMMER: And on that day, Lister, Satan will be skating to work.* * *RIMMER wakes up, leaps out of bed, and begins some jumping jacks.RIMMER: Lister! Rise and shine, el slobbo! Come on, I've been awake forhours, Lister! Up, up, up! Come on! Exercise, Lister! Exercise,. She wasn’t wearing panties.“Nothing?” Mac asked, only half believing her. Lisa shook her head.“No weapons, no powers?” he asked. Lisa shook her head again, an odd, mischievous smile on her face now.“O-kay,” Mac said slowly. His stomach was about healed now. He looked at Jake. “Let’s get ’er!”Lisa yelped as both her father and her husband rushed at her.“Dibs on Mom!” she hollered as she dove to one side. Since her mom hadn’t chosen sides, participated in the initial rush at her, or called. "Now, since you need a little more, shall we say punishment, rules fordress, you will do the following: you must always be well made-up; youwill always wear a slip or petticoats and seamed stockings; when enteringmy office or Susan's, you will curtsey; and, I want to be able to hearyou coming, so you will wear heels at all times. Oh, and I would like youto get better acquainted with our product line. Is that clear!" Yes, ma'am," a defeated James said, his head hanging down.He remembered the. Very good shoes!”. She paused, bending down a little to look at her toes in the shoe, wiggling them a bit before standing back up. “Now, pictures I guess? But you are getting your apartment cleaned as well young man. I am not going to lessen up on the original work just because we have some ‘easier’ ways to make some money for me now.” She tried to sound a bit stern and maternalistic, though the effect was definitely marred by her outfit.As she closed the lock, the small metallic click sent a.