What he termed "normal stories" drifted in at any time of day or night. They were mostly about the doings of the local population as individuals, or a... business news; sports news; education news, and a regular column or two about what the Colony administration was up to, ; or new laws, regulations, or policies being promulgated.He was deep in one story when his phone rang. "Rehome News. Tom Pfeiffer here." Tom – you wanted to speak to me?" It was the Governor."Yes, sir. Sorry to bother you, but. ?This is for your own protection.? Amy said while gently strapping him in.The drive to the KuKu school was short. The only reason Alan noticed this is because he realized he didn?t have much time to think about Rock on the way up there. When all distractions were away, that?s all Alan would ever be able to think about, and it would be this way until the day he died.?Here we are, sugar.? Amy said. ?Ready to meet all the other girls like you???I guess.? Alan whispered.?Oh, come on now, baby.. I could actually experience the full senses of my host. I would be considered a genius for this breakthrough research. But, it would have to wait until I satisfied my own personal goals. I had a few women to check on. Balancing the full sensory inputs over my recumbent male body tended to be interesting. If I used too little of a signal I could not hear of feel anything. But with too many signals, it overwhelmed my male senses. Also it helped to be very quiet and still. I did not want. It was a short but bumpy ride up to the governor's residence. The mansion itself wasnestled in amongst the wooded hills that surrounded the harbour. It was built far enough back and high enough up, that it was considered out of the cannon range of any ship brazen enough to attempt a raid on Still Water. William alighted from the coach in front of the gates to house and walked boldly and purposely to the front door. His loud rap at the door was answered in due course by an immaculately dressed.