Of course, we Y-guys still encounter a little hostility and resentment; I guess that's natural, given what happened. Some of the government boys asked...me to help with the history of the big change. Of course, with my status as a Y-guy, I could have turned them down. We can pretty much do anything we want these days.Let me begin at the beginning.It started seventeen years ago, with the launch of the third Discoverer probe. After the NASA boys found evidence of liquid water on Jupiter's moons,. He complained about it being late and required a payment for and after hour call.” She said with a giggle as she turned to the bedroom. She said ok and showed them to the closet where the breakers are and heard them cursing when they saw the flipped breaker. They flipped the switch and the lights came back on. The older guy began to complain about being called out of bed for such a petty call. Barbra let her robe fall open again and innocently asked if there was something she could do to make. There was no one who could take Bob's place. No one.For now Jason was being a Saint. He was her strength. He was helping her through all of this. She deeply appreciated his help and yet, he suffered the same loss. Bob, his father, was gone too.If there was anything that she could do for Jason, it would be done. Even in her intense state of mourning, she recognized how great Jason's help had been. Yet, like when someone is at a loss for words, she was also at a loss for a way to return her. Sure enough, they came.Lots and lots of pretty, sexy girls. Would I be able to control myself?One day, I was out by the lake in the woods when Jessica Davis walked up to me. "Hey, Liz, can I talk to you?" she asked. That was the name I'd given myself.I turned to her. She was tall, hot, red curly haired girl with blue eyes and beautiful round boobs that I wanted to grab onto and squeeze. Today she was wearing a white t shirt and shorts and her nipples were showing. I winced and gulped as I felt.