I got out of the bath, and carefully opened the door. I kept touching the door knob, but nothing was on it. So I figured it must have slipped and open...d the door. Here was my brother holding the damn towel. I shut the door…-You said, you will hang it on the doorknob!-I did, it kept falling. And suddenly as I shut the door, I slipped on a puddle accumulated under my feet. Ouch…that hurt. But the worst of all, I think I twisted my ankle. My brother must have heard my pain, because the damn idiot. " Well, there's still at least one. I have been laying low because I didn't want to get grabbed up. It's very important that we keep my being here a secret, do you understand that?" But everyone thinks there are no men left alive. Is that a fair thing to do?" She said."It wouldn't be fair to me if I was captured by some government and hooked to a milking machine for what I can contribute. I would not last long that way and my quality of life would be horrible." I guess, but we sure need men to. “I’m Commander Lillslik, the military resources officer in charge of scheduling personnel on outgoing ships. It’s nice to see you weren’t too busy playing to come in. You’re impossible to reach via normal channels. I’ve tried contacting you for the last day and a half.”“We’ve been in the same place. It can’t be that hard to contact us? By the way, these are my mates, Xi and Betty. Next time, be sure to invite all of us. I don’t like abandoning my crew, but your men insisted,” Al said, glancing. "Oh what does that mean?" I asked."Yeah what does that mean?" mom asked."It means you have had some pretty important lovers since the divorce. I remarried and you just screwed around," dad said.Things were about to turn nasty so I said, "Well thanks for dinner, but I can't say much for the conversation. Mom I'm taking your car and going back to my own. You can come with me or have dad drop you off at home later," I said sarcastically."I'll drive and Harry, thanks for dinner, but I think I will.