Tiffany was all excited to see the ship. I took a nap. Not so much fun for her.That night, we went to a nautical themed piano bar and listened to oldi...s from our era. Really fun, but guess who ran out of energy. I left Tiffany to enjoy the show and returned to the cabin to sleep.Tiffany is middle aged, but she has taken extraordinarily good care of her self. Tall with B cups and a cute face. She is classy. Great legs and a good sense of style. She fills out a dress nicely. Very high energy, and. She dialed. "May I speak to Francis, please?--He doesn't?--No, no message." Connie turned to me. "You know all about Franny and I, don't you?" Yes I do. What's the matter, isn't Franny-boy living at home anymore? You better get a lawyer as soon as you can. I think your troubles are just starting. Now you go along and have your lawyer talk to Stella Sims who represents me. Just tell me one thing, Connie, what in hell were you thinking?"Sadly, with her head down, Connie picked up her bag, got. "Camille's voice returned to normal. "Okay, so we have all morning thatyou're going to have to go back to pretending I think."I nodded. "I don't think anyone has video of me changing into mycostume, but I'm sure there are enough cameras they can make a masterlist of people and babies to look at."Camille nodded. "I think you need to be sure to act like a normal babythis morning as we go see the Statue of Liberty." Then it is still open?" I asked, kind of surprised."The mayor came on and said. In addition, triggers were planted in order to let her see those images and enter a trance like state, while doing things totally of her own accord and wishes. I looked at Anu sitting under the tree, her eyes fixed and then she stirred, exiting the trance and looking around, remembering everything she saw yet unsure of what had prompted it. Then she turns around, seeing me and bowed her head like a slave as her face burned with the image of her pregnant and I take her from behind. “Pregnant…”.