There I looked at the holographic scanners. At the moment, it was snowing. "Joe, did Jacob build a system for this?" Yes. You want a composite data sc...n, or CDS." Ok. Give me a CDS." Done."The holographic projection looked a lot like the targeting scanners.Hopefully nothing I could see now would be taking a shot at me."Incoming call." Who is it?" Your father."I held my first reaction in. Smart as this ship is, it would not understand. "Very well. Put the call through and let me know when we are. Young black men need to go to college. I know the challenges they face. Many young black men grew up in poverty-stricken neighborhoods. They had no fathers around. And they only men they saw were the neighborhood thugs. That’s such a sad state of the affairs in Black America. However, I know how we can overcome this. Young black men growing up in the inner city should join clubs or leagues in their schools. The public library and the local YMCA should be their favorite hangouts, not the street. She was more than ready but the crown of his shaft rubbed teasingly up and down her slit. She wanted him inside her more than she ever wanted any man. Then the tip slipped into her and he worked his hips against her, filling her, sliding deep and bringing them as close as they could be. For several thrilling minutes they both enjoyed the way sex is supposed to be between a man and a woman; natural, and fulfilling for both of them. Suddenly, Amy remembered what he had mentioned about. I was born a guy and I've always been a guy. Now, I'm my own vision of beauty."Tom and Shelly exchanged looks. Tom was dying on the inside, but couldn't make any outward admittance to it. "Jamie," Tom said. "How much did you have to drink last night." Stop calling me that!"Shelly spoke up. "James, maybe you should come back to bed, I bet I can make you feel better."Tom realized that changing James had turned he and Shelly into lesbian lovers ... he wondered where Marcia fit in to all this..