In the end, the plan was still for Mark to tell them what they required after the meeting, but to start the process he asked for a few medivacs and sh...ttles so they could begin the outreach centre distribution. Once the gate was in position near the planet, the shuttles could start arriving, with all shuttles to report to the Sentinel where they would get their assignments.During the day, Mark and Cricket also completed the changes to the Sentinel. They would not do these changes for every. As soon as we left the parking lot my wife sat up in her seat and playfully punched me in the arm. "What the fuck? Were you going to let those guys fuck me, too?" she demanded. "No, there was just one guy outside when we got there. I don't know where the other guy came from. But I did tell the one guy he could look, but couldn't touch or I'd kill him. Besides, you had to move around to show then everything. What's up with that?" Now I was the one demanding answers. She smiled brightly,. Mum was already home and no doubt she had already made some dinner and left it out for me. She’d probably be in bed by now catching up on some reading before eventually going to sleep. Walking inside the house through the living room I noticed my mum was still up and watching tv with a glass of wine in her hand. She only had wine after a considerably long, miserable day at work or if she was feeling lonely missing my dad. She was still in the black pencil skirt that had scrunched itself up her. Grace did not even bother to open hers.“What is your mama’s special tonight?”Riccardo smiled again. “Capricciosa. That is mozzarella cheese, Italian baked ham, mushroom, artichoke and tomato.”“Sounds good to me. What do you think, Terry?”“Same here, please.”Riccardo inclined his head. “Vino tinto, signorita?”Grace nodded vigorously.“And you, signor Terry?”“A glass of lager?”“Sure.”He collected the menus and left them.“He seems a nice guy,” said Terry, “or is it just you?”Grace smiled shyly..