But you are my son and that is the problem. So do not be mad. I would now start behaving normally with you. Simply be sure that we live like mother an... son only.”-She said.“I agree with you.”- I said –“But I have one question. If you like you may answer otherwise you may not.”“What?”- She asked.“You said you never enjoyed sex like this ever in your life and if I were not your son you would have probably continued the relation. Why?”- I enquired. She kept mum for some time. Then started speaking. I decided right then and there to do something about the situation. After class I had a chat with the teacher and made an offer to equip her classes with up-to-date tools to allow her students to develop a talent for creating pictures that were worthwhile. She was all for my idea so I made a visit to a big camera store and went shopping. Now I have to admit that in a camera store I was like a kid in a candy store so I may have gone a little overboard. I had all the neat new equipment delivered. "Do you have any idea how many spies I've caught since I started at the CIA?"My sister was silent, staring at me from the passenger seat."Twenty five. Twenty of them were turned and are working as double agents for us now. The other five I killed ... the governments they worked for didn't trust them enough to justify letting them live. So I killed them. Me. Their blood is on my hands, because the responsibility was mine and the decision was mine to enforce. I don't let other people do my dirty. Can the new generators for the boats be powered by air being forced over the turbine engines?”Fry looked at Meg and said, “A fan-based airplane, powered by electricity.”“Where are you going with this,” asked Ron?“A 10-or more passenger unit to move people quickly,” Meg answered.“Well, two smaller ones are being tested right now! A 35,000’ ceiling, 350 MPH, 3 fans, can carry 6 people,” said Fry.“I’m thinking basically the same, except 4 fans, 2 in the front and 2 in the rear to take up the extra.