" I do, and I don't. You used to be fun. You'd be running around looking into all these new things, having your ideas. Now, you do the accounts for th... group homes, and then you spend half the day on the telephone, talking to people about corn, wheat, and soy beans. You don't even ask me about what I'm doing, or what your father is working on. You don't have any interests anymore." I'm boring to you now? Is that what you're saying?" That isn't what I meant. I meant I'm worried because you're. “You’re not getting any of my holes without a fight”, she whispered, then started to try and wriggle free.I let go of her hands and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up to her neck, getting my first look at her tiny boobs, with small and dark nipples poking up at me.Being almost caught off guard by how perfect they were, I had to catch myself and grab her wrists again, crossed them in one of my hands and put them down over her head before starting to move the shirt up further. I got. I don't think it's anything serious... I'll take the bat just in case..." Linda lied. She didn't want to scare her sister any more than she was scared already.With the bat she prodded open the door of her parents' room. She stood still for a while, listening, searching for any clue betraying the presence of an intruder. Holding her breath, she reached for the switch and turned on the lights."What the hell..." she began. Behind her parents' king-size bed, Zoë and Jeannie were huddled. The outside of the large jars were covered with a thin metallic foil."Ah, in the Leyden jars. They store the results of your experimentation?" Most astute! You obviously are well read in scientific methodology. Excellent I shall enjoy our collaboration." You wish me to sponsor you?" I anticipate a favourable outcome to our discussions Mr Holmes." Gratifying, most gratifying..." Ned nodded. He then bent to read the labels on the three largest jars."I see you name your experiments Professor, let.