"I need your clothes too." "But whatam I supposed to wear?" asked the whore. "You can where my clothes anduse the money to buy more." The whore ste...ped out of her black pantiesand handed them to Terry who slid them up his hairless legs. She nextunzipped her PVC dress and gave it to Terry to put on. Lastly sheunzipped her black thigh high boots and stepped out of them. The whorenow stood completely naked while Terry now looked like a common streetwhore. The whore was about to start. You show mediocre brilliance.”Chris snickered. “Mediocre brilliance. I need to remember that one.”I asked for and got a bit of an intro into a couple of 3D printers and I saw some neat things being done with little robots.“Don’t ask about drones,” Chris said. “We’re going at ‘em sideways. I hear things...”So that side of 3Sigma is a big step from MY side of 3Sigma where the electrical power industry plods along, a little step at a time, because ultimately you need to deliver megawatts somewhere. Sister Angela had played chess with Monsignor Malone on more than one occasion in the large recreation room for the guests and found him to be a brilliant conversationalist that never reverted to sexual innuendo in any form and was most circumspect with respect to the differences between men and women.What Angela did not know was that the Monsignor was, in fact, a devious Hypnotist of disreputable reputation in certain circles and had caused great embarrassment to the Vatican on more than one. ’ ‘Yes. It is very important that you not be seen. It would not be prudent for a nun to be seen alone in the company of a man, you understand?’ ‘Yes perfectly, sister.’ ‘Until later, then.’ ‘Until later.’ … Maria sat on the simple clean white sheets of her bed and went over the plan she’d made in her mind. Yes, it was a good plan, a holy plan. She would fulfill what her heart told her was her responsibility before taking on the new vows. She was ready. She waited calmly for Charles. Soon there.