The putrid smell, meandering up his nose was one he hoped he would never have to endure again. Reaching the door, he listens to make sure The Rat is a...one. The last thing he needed is to have barged in and come face to face with a group of drunken squatters. Hearing the tele making a racket but no voices, he knocks on the door.Opening the door, The Rat, with his usual charming look, sways in the doorway."Oh hell I've not seen you in a while, what do you want now?" slurs the Rat"We need a chat. "Let's strip for action first." We did, and Harry's equanimity began to show a few cracks. His snake twitched uneasily and he shifted from side to side in the easy chair. But when he tried to grab hold of me my cousin responded with a sharp slap to his wrist. "Sit still, Harry, or you'll blow it!" she warned him. Harry obeyed at once. But the gleam in his eyes told me of his intentions, and that smouldering fire in my belly roared up to send flames shooting to all parts of my body.As one we. " Really? Oh goodie!" Wear something sexy. A short skirt would be great. Stockings, not hose."She gave me a wary, amused look. "Whatever you say, dear. Wait outside."A few minutes later she walked out of the closet wearing a black miniskirt and a bright yellow silk blouse with tiny green frogs on it. A wide belt with a gold buckle accentuated her narrow waist. Her black sheer stockings had a discreet pattern of diamonds down the sides. It sounds pretty flashy, but Cindy has a talent for making. Our construction was simplified because we did not have to make the machine backwards compatible with previous pieces of hardware. Some units were stolen from students but we figured that would happen. Everything patentable was done anyway. The thief had to get around the password then have a twin mimic the owner. We knew the owner so the internal circuits were fried if they did not have the computer apart already.My kids were running around now. The terrible twos took on an entirely different.