Sweetheart. I miss you, and I know you'd love New York. Will you understand? For me? And treat yourself better, and be patient?" Well... okay." Don't ...ay okay if you don't mean okay."I laughed. "Okay." And buy yourself a typewriter?" No." Oh... stubborn! Hon, please write me. And please take it easy."Halloween passed. Thanksgiving. Three more letters and then Christmas cards passed between us. Then Christmas. 1957 began. Then Ronnie found a better job and moved into a vacancy in the same. It’s occupied my entire life. With your permission,” her voice lowered. “I’d like that work to continue.”“Of course. But you don’t have to ask ⁠—”“But I do,” she said forcefully. I looked up at her. “We’re no longer family. We are your crew. You have the responsibility of life or death over us. Do you understand?”I nodded slowly, and she gentled her tone.“An AI isn’t human; Ship doesn’t share our values or perspective. Once it’s made a gene selection, it largely ignores us. It’s your job to. “Now one thing I never want you two doing,” I said, as I pulled the g-strings over to the side on each of them, “is to think compare these…” and inserted my pointing in middle finger from each hand into both of them. They were both COMPLETELY soaked. Ashlynn’s may have been ‘looser’ from having a baby, but Clara didn’t use her kegels as much. In moments they were both producing mutual moans as my fingers plunged in and out of both at the same time.“Now who had my cock first?” I askedClara. I didn't even realize that my center was back until I slowed down to cool off. I decided to press on and concentrate harder.I focused deeper still until there was only my sword and myself. I could feel the air resisting my sword and my body as I moved into a new pattern, one that was just coming to me. I had no idea what it was for, but it was going to be important to me eventually.It was harder to learn, let alone master, than any I had tried before. I worked on the steps until they flowed.