*you*attracted to her?" I asked."No!" she replied, giggling a little again. "I'd just like to see *you*do it with her. Are you up for it?"I lay there,...more confused than ever. "Clara, this is weird!" She didn't answer. I couldn't make heads or tails of her objective in all this. "I don't think so..." Why not?" It would... affect our relationship. It's dangerous."She giggled: "A million men would *jump*at such a chance, and *I*married a man who dosn't want to." She didn't say any more and. I was even tempted to suggest to the Captain of the Galaxy Explorer that he might wish to monitor the research activities of his scientists and technical staff a bit more closely. On further reflection, I have decided not to do that."What I DO most strongly suggest, to those of you who share some involvement in this affair, is that you please do me the honor of consulting with me before engaging in further research? I can trust your word on this?"The group most sincerely mumbled and stammered. Get down, get down! At the same time he wondered how did Marie wear these kinds of shoes and higher. How was it possible?He had no hair. He was astonished by the complacency he felt by this. His head of hair, thick and black with a sharp, smart streak of grey, had been his pride, and in fact a source of his power and charisma. Now he was a cue ball, shorn of all hair, everywhere, including even his eyelashes, which tingled, and eye brows. A mirror beckoned to him, but he refused to look."Come. “Apart from that, just the usual mix of Friday and Saturday nights at places like the Antler, Millers Manly Vale, Selinas, things like that. I’ll get the schedule up on the whiteboard today; everyone can make sure they don’t have any conflicts. I guess you’re going to be working over at Alexa’s place during your mid-year break, Will?”“At least for the coming week, yes, I’ll be over there, making sure everything goes smoothly. Then I’ll have to spend some time talking with her about the.