"What did he have to say" she asked. I'll swear she was beaming."He said we should start small with only one crop next year and only one field of it."...I'd be very pleased if we could start growing crops again. You did know this was my grandparents' farm, didn't you?" No, I don't think I knew that, Mom. They were dead not long after I was born. I know someone was farming it until about four years ago, but I don't think dad ever did anything with it." You weren't a baby when they died. You were. It would move on its own, the AI would guide it. It would record audio and video, but could just as well transmit using our undetectable communications system to send it to Net as a live feed. We could even override the AI if we saw something interesting we wanted to investigate." Well what are we waiting for then?" I asked. "Lets get moving!"So that's how I spent my Monday morning, except for a thirty minute session on the phone with Mike Guilford, where we hashed out the Charles and Deanna. I asked if she wanted to join in, but she shook her head and sat in the only armchair in the room. I lay out on the bed and positioned my laptop and camera, so that we could both see the screen, but she was out of shot. She watched fascinated as - for the first time in my life - I positioned the camera to show my face.I started the search for a partner. An old, fat guy showed up first, so I moved on. There were a couple of cameras, just filled with some guys' dicks, then I got to a younger,. ”“Tell me why you did it.”She thought about Craig, her boyfriend, she thought about the kissing, and the desire. She thought about getting so god damned frustrated.“The truth now,” he added, then tipping her chin up so she would look in his eyes, “Tell me the whole truth, now.”She was breathing faster and sweating, her palms were sweating and shaky, more than anything else, she just wanted to be like things were before, when she entered the shop and he showed her that wonderful moving.