He was now a girl!She spent the rest of the morning opening her presents and herChristmas stocking. She got nail polish, stockings, a makeup kit, some...olls, a jewelry craft set, and a whole lot of girlish toys, games,clothes and accessories. She couldn't believe that all these prettythings were for her and that she could dress and be as pretty as shewanted. Thank you Santa, she said to herself."What have we here? Looks like some very nicely wrapped presents," Momsaid as she pulled some boxes. Please.' He stood holding the book out to her as her eyes darted all round the shop and then focussed somewhere near his feet. He let the hand holding the book drop to his side.'Look', he said to the top of her bent head, ' here you are. No-one's seen us'. He held out the book. ' I'm going. This never happened. I wasn't here.''Please!' she looked at him. Pleading. Her dark eyes like liquid pools ready to overflow. 'You mustn't make fun of me. Not at work. Please!' She pushed the book. Finally, Victoria asked the inevitable question."Samantha, how are we going to convince them to let us go? We need their permission." We are not going to convince them to let us go. I am. They don't know it yet, but they have no choice. They aren't going to like it, but they will let us go." Samantha smiled reassuringly."And how are you going to do that?" Becky asked. Not unbelievingly, just curious."Because I have the one piece of information that they need. They can't rescue Daddy without. The pouch on his left hip contained inhalers and the pouch on his other hip contained pre-measured syringes.The final countdown ended and then the stomach twisting began. His brain felt like it was bouncing against sides of his skull ... The twisting force lasted only an instant but, his stomach and brain needed more time to reorient."Attack in progress," the comp voice reported. "Scan indicates 37% decrease in remote vehicles. Strangulation of enemy ships #3, #4, #5 and #7 is commencing..