‘Your daughter will not die,’ the Praetor said in Sibilius’ mind. ‘She will recover. You altered the Hybrid Projects’ genes to give them the...ability to regenerate according to Captain Alana’s wishes. Her instructions are recorded in history.’The sudden relief Sibilius felt was almost as intense as his discovery of her condition, causing another ship-wide distraction as it radiated out.Jeff stood with his mouth open, terrified. His immortal goddess had been struck down and burned by an invisible. "Beth Andrews. Sorry to interrupt your Sunday morning, but we have a bit of an emergency here. Can you come over? Thanks; see you then." I just called my financial advisor, and he's coming over. I trust him to guide us in this." A half-hour later, the doorbell rang. Beth let a man in, and introduced him as Jim Carnes. "Jim", she said, "Tim here found a dollar bill Friday morning lying on the sidewalk outside the diner and, on a lark, bought a lottery ticket. They never questioned his age,. Here in case you need to contact me directly." Staines rose from his chair and shook the man’s hand. "Not a problem, shall we all reconvene in two hours? Miss Porter, as we’ve broken early we might as well both enjoy a long lunch, I shall see you back here later as well." Thank you Sir, I’ll just deal with Mr Hayes and I’ll be off." She noticed the lustful look he gave her as he stood behind her boss. Mr Staines left the room as Hayes stepped towards her, left alone with the man Lacy felt her. We frolicked in the water and pools edge for a half hour before pulling ourselves out, draping our towels over the lounge chairs and settling in to do a bit of reading. Without me even asking, she took off her top and hung it over the railing to let it dry. My God, her breasts were magnificent, water glistening and running down, nipples pointing skyward. She looked so hot laying there completely oblivious to my stares, or at least I thought. Her sunglasses hid her eyes, but I thought I caught.