"Where'd you go?"Cindy was speechless and then furious at him for being so nonchalant. They had been apart for a full year. "Jim! You turkey! Wake up!... Huh?!"And then the giant soap bubble glowed a bright blue and popped. Cindy felt an incredible sense of acceleration, and a hand resting on her buttocks... her human buttocks... She opened her eyes and gazed about the room.She was sleeping on the couch in the top level of their arctic home, Jim lying by her side and holding her butt. Jim blinked. Let's just have some fun ... OK?" Lynda Seldon pleaded desperately with her hand pressed to her lower abdomen. Her nerves were on edge and she was feeling a little queasy. She didn't want to upset the baby...Why was she holding her stomach like that? "Sweetheart, are you OK?" Tom asked his wife worriedly. She looked at him and smiled and nodded. "You're sure? You'll tell me if you feel like anything is wrong, won't you?" Of course, Tom. I'd never let anything go wrong with our baby."He smiled. “As you know, we will meet on the range after lunch for pulse rifle training, but you two, since you aren’t familiar with the rifle yet, will have your first lesson in the range building. Normally, you would have to complete that part of the course before firing the weapon, but I’ll have someone give you an abbreviated version of the mechanics of the pulse rifle so you can, at least, shoot some this afternoon. I understand that both of you are familiar with rifles.”Dessie spoke up, “Phillip. So on this particular Friday a number of the town’s children came for a coke or an ice cream at the soda fountain of the pharmacy. Tillie knew them all however she was having trouble with their calling her ma’am. Tillie thought that word referred to people much older than herself however she realized that to the town’s children she was much older than they were. For as much as the children would change their mind about what they wanted Tillie remained forever patient with them and in turn they.