But she is back asleep,"replied Dr. Amahi."When can she come home?" Not for a least another couple of weeks. She'll need some physicaltherapy. She's...been off her feet for a long time. But that is theleast of it. It's her mental health I am more worried about. She'sbeen through a major shock between the beating and being in a coma," iswhat the doctor told Vivian. But he was thinking "There seems to besomething wrong. I can't put my finger on it." The doctor didn't wantto worry her. Not. He has only one set of paperwork, and it’s in his name. I send him and Akimi to one of the bedrooms to talk in private for a while. About thirty minutes later they emerge with big smiles on their faces. I have them sit in the lounge room then round up the rest of my regular entourage, including Dad and his team. Rob, Madeline, Leslie, and Bridget join us too.I move Dad and Randy to sit in the middle, because most of what I’ve got to say is for them; Akimi sits beside Randy while Dee and Mai sit. The data that was expected to be in the probe’s memory was not there. The memory was filled almost to capacity with something, but none of the scientists could decipher what it might be.That’s when they called on me. No, I’m not a super brain. I’m not even a scientist. I am just a technician who does the electronic grunt work for the high paid brains. It is always, “Format this to my computer.” Or, “Re-educate that ServoMech for this function.” Or, “Download this log memory to the. That made me move my hips in sync with her. Her moans and my grunts only made us hornier.She stopped in a while. She held my hands tight to arch her body backward with an intention to g-spot. She arched and moved her hips in circles. Her closed eyes and gentle moans were a clear indication of the pleasure she got with the movement.I was happy to see her in the state of pleasure and watched her move without moving my body. She was happy but not content. She got up and walked towards the sofa.