"Volleyball or basketball would be better, but you'd need a pod set up with a high ceiling. I was guessing that there is a limit to the size a pod can...expand."At this point the AI finally responded. "Calculations are complete. A pod can be reformed to the size you indicate, but for safety the changes would need to occur once the pod is on Ishtar. Due to power requirements it would be about seven days to have it ready for use."There was a general cheer, but I walked over and put my arm around. . .think we might get married some day. Not right away, of course. Maybe after we graduate.’ ‘Married?’ I squeaked, trying not to belittle the word. ‘So . . . you two, of course, have consummated . . .’ ‘No,’ she broke in, looking away. Then she forced her eyes back to mine. ‘No, we’re waiting.’ Shades of Barry again. What was this world coming to?? ‘Oh,’ I said, trying to hide my disappointment, with little success. ‘Mom, I wish you could be happy for me,’ she whined. ‘Most parents would be. Every once in a while she would pass out cold on the couch in a long teddy and anlke socks and I would get brave and sneak into the living room and smell her feet and jerk off while looking up her teddy while her legs are spread showing her bush and half her lip peeking out from the side of her drenched panty, and sometimes sticking a finger or 2 up her snatch and tasting it! One day I bought a 60 pounder of vodka and dropped by her place of work and showed her what we have to drink for after. Anson suspected that after the months spent cruising the Dutch coast, they had to pay the dues doing the gruelling fleet duty.At least, being part of the fleet made for frequent mail deliveries. He wrote and received letters at weekly intervals, profiting from the fact that Elizabeth was a frequent guest at Admiral Wilbury's house. The old admiral and his wife had almost adopted her for want of their own offspring, and Elizabeth enjoyed the contact and the comfort. She was always able to sneak.