The thermostat had been set at a day-time temperature, so the house was warm. Our charges began shedding clothes until the scenery resembled a teen-st...le, weekend slumber party. Let me become a chauvinist pig for a minute - there was hot and cold running pussy everywhere I looked. There were short women, tall women, blonde women, dark women, a pale woman, a black woman, an Indian, and a Native American. They ranged from very attractive to stunningly beautiful - that would be our Pixie. I wasn't. In fact one of those friends, Mrs Bea Hampton, was sitting with her at the breakfast table. And Bea noticed that a cloud had certainly passed across Grace’s lovely face. ?What’s up, darling?? enquired Bea. ?Is it Bernard again?? ?Yes, I’m afraid it is?, Grace replied. ?It’s this telegram from the bank. Look!?Bea read the telegram, which said simply:?NEED YOUR PERMISSION STOP. MR BERNARD COBBLEHAUGH REQUESTED A BANKERS DRAFT THIS MORNING FOR ONE THOUSAND GUINEAS STOP TO BE MADE PAYABLE TO. Now I have to worry that my bitterness has rubbed off on them – that they’ll think love is worthless. I’m going to count on you two – and your little one – to help me out. I do think the world of you, Lisa. I really always have. I wished that you two would have found each other at 24 instead of at 14.“You’re a wonderful young woman and you’ll be a great mother to your children and partner to your husband. I will do my best not to let my biases cloud my judgment and soon I’ll grow to love you. We rushed into a room that resembled the one we had seen within the interface dome, but this room was vast in floor area, though not in ceiling height.There were four corridors leading in different directions, so I split us up into pairs and sent each pair down a different hallway. Sue and I took the one to the extreme left and began to run down it looking for some sign of where AI might be caught. At one point, we ran past a place that looked like it had sustained a huge fire, but we did not.