'What do you think?' 'I think you are, or at least that you intend to try and I want you to stop.' 'I'm gonna make you a deal. If you're...lying there, like I said, in the next twenty seconds, I won't kick you in the belly. If you're not, I'll stomp the fucking kid right out of you.' That was a new threat from me. I'd not suggested, in any way, I'd harm her baby and so she was horrified and almost smoothly got herself positioned as I'd ordered. And I must say it was. Everyone introduced themselves and then Father stood and presented Lt. Bortin's idea to the Lords. After about an hour Lord Chultan stood and asked Lt. Bortin to explain his idea.The Lt. stood and said, "My Lords and guests I was privileged to sit with my Captain at the discussions concerning the planet 8751-A (discovering ship and order found) known to Earth as Epsilon Eridani 4. After listening to the discussions for more than two weeks I was suddenly struck by the thought that if we mixed. In high school you would have thought of me as the "all-American girl". No one—and I mean no one—would have thought that I would become the school slut by grade twelve. I used to wear long—and I mean long—skirts. Big, baggy blouses and sometimes—when I was feeling particularly studious—thick horned-rimmed glasses. I was pretty back then, don't get me wrong. This isn't some "She's So Fine" ugly-duckling-becomes-a-swan story. No, I was hot even with all that extra clothing on. But things. But if the truth be known, he had peaked my interest. Neither of the girls wanted to go so old Bob and I trundled off to find out where the event was taking place that day. After being miss-directed a few times we finally found the place down a dark alley off Avenue de la Placentia. It was no more than a creaky old warehouse that had been hastily converted into a small arena. After getting past the greasy old dude at the peephole in the door we could see that there were about a hundred people.