This was her plan, so they stood back to watch it unfold.The Prime Minister spoke into the cluster of microphones attached to the podium, “My fellow...Amrans. Today is a unique day in the history of Amra. We are doing something that has never before been done in our history. To understand the significance of it, a little background is necessary.“We have been involved in a training mission in Palarma for the past three years. We’ve been training the Palarma Military how to deal with insurgent. "Hi Professor PSR, I'm Dean Chandler" I say as I reach for his hand to shake. I use both my hands to shake his and give him a quick squeeze. "Nice job on the class today. I can see why you are so popular with the k**s. I'm here to evaluate your performance and give you some feedback." I purr as I eye him up and down. "Really? I hadn't heard that anyone would be auditing. I just thought I had another fan in the front row" he says charmingly. Ignoring his comment, I say sternly "You're. Based on what we know about you, we're sure you'd fit in just fine. We like you a lot."Sandy shook her head. "Oh, I think he's going to eat his words. Do you really allow guests to be with you?" So far, it has been rare, but now that we're comfortable with each other, and secure in our relationships, I think we'll do more of it. When we started we were a very closed society."Sandy looked at her watch, "I do have to go. I promised Brad I'd meet him for dinner at Rosetti's. Before I go, could I. With a smile on his face he steps out of the kitchen and back into the living room.Chance watches closely as his sister stretches across the floor in the living room. She gulped the contents of the bottle down with issue. Even without his addition to the mix, he cannot see how she could drink the stuff.“I said, can I help you with something, Chance? Are you fucking listening or what?” she growls.“Sorry, sis,” Chance says, his face flushing red.“I know watching me move around like this is.