I knew I'd have to speak up if he was going to hear me."Hi Gary."He turned and looked at me. Those eyes. God, would I ever get used to them? He smiled... which made me smile back. I swear I couldn't not."Good morning, Saralinda."His eyes gleamed above his grin. Then they flickered off to the side, focused away from the boat. I followed his gaze.There was a dark bird flying low over the water, moving quite fast it seemed, though it wasn't flapping. How could a bird fly without flapping? I lost. "I nodded as Sheila stood stock still. Really looking around the room, I could see it was an almost impossibly huge area. It was circular, with what seemed to be massive rooms every few meters that were jammed full of books. Shaking my head, I was wondering why the nanomites had chosen these images.{Now correcting images.} I heard the nanomites 'say.'Now what I thought, then the rooms multiplied by three, filled with data discs. Ok I thought, better though still a little antiquated.{Images now. "Hi, Jez. You're looking mighty fetching this fine afternoon."And she was. Skin tight camel toe shorts, boat shoes and a bandana halter top. That top didn't halt a single bounce or wobble. I wondered how she tied the corners behind her back. As she turned to walk with me I saw six inches of elastic sewn to one of the two bottom corners of the bandana and a hook and eye sewn to the other ... it wasn't enough.That top didn't cover the sides of her marvelous bosom. It was so tight it performed the. Nichole looked over at her parents and saw her mother wipe a tear from her eye.Nichole's hands began to shake.The lid came off.Under layers of tissue paper was her gift."What is this?" she said, disbelief denying what her eyes showed her. She turned to Michael. "What the hell is this?" It's a stuffed animal," he replied, deadpan. Teasing. "An emperor penguin, to be exact. I found—" Not that," Nichole lifted the plush gift out of the box. Around the penguin's neck was a black ribbon. Tied to a.