"Hello, you must be the young man who wants to know more about martialarts. I'm an instructor here, Christine Fielding," I say with a pleasantsmile, n...ting that he seems to be wearing older, ill-fitting clothes,worn gym shoes, but he looks clean."You're Mz. Fielding from the ad?" the boy asks as he turns to look atme from one of the monthly fitness magazines we have around."Yes, I am."He stares at me for a moment as I get a little embarrassed before hefinally blurts out, "You're much prettier. The Hades flew clumsily right through the crowded mess that hung around lower orbit. It kept steering around as if it had a chance of avoiding the computer controlled shots. Come to think of it, how come their shots are so horrible? Even if those Association Agents were true idiots, the ship's computer was smarter than most of the planet beneath us. What's with the stupid behavior?Suddenly I was on the floor."What the fuck was that?" Diane called out. Somehow she managed to stay in her. I didn't say I'd done the same thing. Now we were together, and it might be time for our family to grow.Her crying slowed to sniffles, and I leaned back. "Do you want to take them both?"With tears running down her cheeks, she said, "We ought to give them a chance."We stopped by Denny's and used the restroom to clean up. With two large coffees-to-go, we drove to the cop shop.The officer on duty buzzed us into a carnival-like atmosphere. The foyer was piled high with suitcases, duffel bags and. I did that, then looked for Crystal. I walked over to where she was and tapped her arm.“If you want answers, you have to have a cup of coffee with me.”“I’m off work at 3:30pm. How about the coffee shop two doors down?”“I’ll see you then,” I grinned.“Don’t get any ideas, Steve Adams. I’m not going to go home with you and you aren’t coming back to my dorm room.”I smirked, “No problem. There’s a very nice hotel less than a mile from here!”I turned and walked away before she could answer, and.