...!!" Oh Patricia don't start that all over again please !!" ...." Well I'm just saying, dear you ought to start dressing more to impress that's all ... mean ....." You mean show off my cleavage and legs to all and sundry! Miranda quickly butted in "Well atleast try and look a bit more like a modern girl Miranda !" patrica , we have this conversation all the time and you're always trying to change the way I am and i'm comfortable with the way i dress thank you very much !" Miranda retorted ,. We're all growingup and we're all going to get married to each other and make the nextclueless generation. When I saw Heidi and Superboy standing closetogether at her locker, I glanced down at his zipper and yeah, there wasthe tell-tale bulge that meant he was nursing a boner. I knew what thatwas all about, dude. Heidi probably had the female equivalent, and nowI knew a lot about that, too. They didn't see me because that wassomething I preferred not to include in my new wisdom.Later that. Both weapons were fed by replicators. The tanktubs were capable of going almost anywhere, though their weapons were limited to Earth-like conditions. By using FTLR for the control messages, the operators could stay on Earth while the tanktubs operated virtually anywhere in the galaxy, possibly in the universe. The virtue of the tanktub concept was that no operators were ever in physical danger, though there might be some emotional damage derived from their mission.The code for the tanktub was. She took a deep breath. "You have come here to serve me, to serve us?" To do whatever you wish, whatever needs doing was how the Madam put it."We smiled at each other."She's a fine old woman," she said, licking her lips. "I'm Estrella Hopkins; Mrs. Hopkins, Widow Hopkins if you wish. My husband was killed at White Plains. There evidently was not enough of him left to send home." She licked her lips again.I nodded. "I was there," I said, a slight exaggeration. "It was pretty bad." I knew that.