“All the Ghouls we captured during the attack believe they have been implanted with eggs that hatch and feed on their energy. It is a strategy well ...orth using again.“Our combined intelligence services maintain we should capitalize on our success and attack the Ghouls as soon as we can.“We need to repair the Ghoul fleet if we are to take and hold the core planets. The Azayal fleet is old and badly in need of repair. We have not built a new ship in three hundred thousand years! We have patched. Blaze snorted and got back to his own book. He wasn’t going to prolong a conversation he had already won. Her retort was nowhere as good as his.Time flew by and afternoon arrived. Feeling hungry, Blaze got up from his seat. The girl did it at the same time. She seemed to be just a smidgeon shorter than him.“Shorty!” he coughed softly and walked away. For some reason, this angel was getting on his nerves, and he knew it wasn’t entirely her fault. Maybe it had something to do with his new body.. It was eery and unsettling as hell.Jason reached out and experimentally touched his mother’s shoulder but he got no response. He pushed a little harder and she rocked gently on the spot - swaying under his touch. Jason took his hand back and subconsciously rubbed it on his pants - weirded out despite himself. From Emma he had learnt there was no point attempting to get their attention or talk to them; the only thing that had broken the spell had been taking the ring from her.He moved back in. "Please take them. They look perfect on you. Please," she seemed to beg.I looked in the mirror one more time. I spoke without really consideringthe ramifications of my response. "Thanks. They do, um, make, uh.. theyreally do make a big difference."That was an understatement. If I didn't look feminine before I certainlydid now; hair in curls, makeup, nail polish, shaved legs, women'sclothes - and breasts!"I knew you'd like them. Come on. I've got some other stuff for you."She pulled out another.