"Lay down on the bed."She did as he asked, and he took a moment to enjoy the sight. There she was, his younger sister, lying down in front of him, not...ing on but a flimsy pair of white, cotton panties, just as he imagined in his dreams. Her youthful breasts stood straight up in the air. Her eyes were closed, her right arm by her side, her left arm up around her head.After fully enjoying with his eyes this sight, he decided other parts of her body deserved some attention. He kissed her slightly. Then came a diatribe of venom from my daughter, now twelve, that was completely made up. When she finish and I denied all of the hate filled fictional crap that was obviously fed to her, the assholes tried to get my son to do the same. The little guy flat out refused. Needless to say, only about a month of this horror show went on until I had had enough and walked away. Now for the present...Years later...Much changed for me in the years after those events. I was diagnosed bipolar and had to. Oh, sure, there was some competition, but the few other types of FTL travel just could not compete with ours. We were unlimited in the size of our spaceships and it cost practically nothing for us to move anywhere we wished within the galaxy. Some of our teams were even looking at the possibility of intergalactic travel, but we had not gotten serious with that, yet, because there were still billions of planets within our own galaxy that we had not yet visited.Auburn, Mars, had not grown very. Turning my attention to my video gun sight, I moved the weapon, to aim at him.I immediately moved the weapon off of him, as a small electric tingle shot through my mouth. I could hear someone cursing, as they experienced the same reaction.Captain Roland explained the sensation.“What you just felt, was part of the friend-foe targeting system. If you aim at what the computer determines to be a friendly target, you will receive a slight tingle. If you place your finger on the trigger, it will.