The display was from zero to 999. The impossible perfect score was a thousand points: 999 was the "possible" score but a professional score was around...400. "Hmm, 398, not bad. I score over 700." Good thing you're the captain," I said."Your three hours are up," Manny commanded. "Come with me."Did I neglect to mention that the ship's uniform was skin? That we were both nude? In jump space, there's little need for watch standing. Alarms will alert the crew when something out-of-the-ordinary. I just didn’t know what to do with it.’ ‘The look on your face was precious.’ Bill said as hecollected the straps. Monica returned and laid the now cleaned plug on the harness. Then she sat on a stool and started to unlace her boots. ‘Why do you wear boots, it would seem that the better costume would be running shoes?’ Jennifer asked. ‘You mean you never read the book?’ Monica asked. ‘What book?’ ‘Oh my God. Bill get her a copy, quick.’ Monica said smiling. ‘You mean there’s a manual about. He was going to face... Competition.All right, it was a good thing that Aron hadn’t called just yet. He hurried to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror.“The 90s called, they want their clothes back,” Carter mimicked Alex’s words in the mirror.Okay, so there went the list of problems. He needed a haircut. But what if Aron wasn’t going to like the change? Carter had worn his hair a bit long like this since forever, well, since the teachers had no longer cared to tell him that he should get. Gary had asked her to stay inside and so she did. She always did everything Gary asked, she never thought of not doing it. He decided this for me, but if I had known I would never have worn clothes. If I ever did, that is.She did the dishes and cleaned the house, wanting it to be perfect when Gary came home. Gary sometimes came home for lunch, so she wanted everything ready for him. Lunch came and went, so she ate what she cooked for Gary. After she had cleaned the kitchen again, she lay down.