It was on the Tuesday at teatime over her cottage pie, when she mentioned the magazine which Micky had by now forgotten, she hinted that perhaps one d...y she would maybe like to widen their sexual field before it was too late, if that was what he wanted and if he was keen to share her she would perhaps not be so averse to the concept as he might expect! That was all that was said, and the subject changed. On his fork next day, he mulled over the comment, grinning to himself and chuckling at each. Ansa took her Eagle back to three klicks altitude to make her photographs of the damage to the camp, but she could tell with her naked eye that this mission had not accomplished what they wanted. A target this size required more Eagles—there was just no denying that.There was another camp of approximately the same size within range, so Ansa decided to attack this time with two squadrons, but with only one FAC. They spent a day practicing with the two squadrons coming in on their runs with six. She was a beauty. With a rare spirit and a fine mind. David liked a challenge. And young Charlotte seemed a project well worth tackling. “A strumpet, according to Dr Johnson, is a woman of lax manners. Untidy, unclean or drunken.” He smiled a slow, lazy, superior smile. “I have no interest at all in your morals my dear...or any perceived lack of them for that matter.” “Oh! Oh well then...that makes all the difference. How can I ever apologise for my erroneous interpretation. I'm not a stupid. He says it’s purely a software upgrade and he has also added in improvement to their power supplies and has built a miniature shield that they can use that increases the effectiveness of armor.“He says it’s the best that he can do in the available time that he’s had. More importantly he says that aside from the weapons upgrade that he already talked to you about, he found that he had the specifications to be able to improve the sensors to readily see any ship that belongs to the ancients.