He took a deep breath, and thought, studying it. Perhaps it was a trick..."It's an inverted blade?" And what does that signify to you?"His mind raced....If it were the opposite of the blade, then what, defeat? Powerlessness? He replayed the litany of the blade in his mind; everything the blade was, turned on its head...He remembered songs he'd heard as a child, things he hadn't understood and hadn't thought of in ages. An idea came to him, slipping quietly into his consciousness. He turned it. " In that case, reconfigure our sensors to detect stealthed objects, and make a log entry to the effect that this is now the default sensor configuration while in space." Aye, aye, sir."Suddenly, the battle plot, which already contained the green blip representing his battlecruiser, and the red one for the enemy's battleship, lit up like a christmas tree. Close in, the green, tightly packed formations that represented the human fighters, ranged ahead and maneuvered in precise, well disciplined. ” I said flatly. He looked confused as he zipped up and turned towards me.“Obviously I’m missing something. Care to fill me in? I thought you just said you wanted me.”“I do, but not for me,” I answered. I opened the door a crack and pointed to Millie sitting at a table halfway across the room. “See that smoking brunette there?”He nodded, so I continued. “How would you like to impregnate her?” He looked shocked, but was still smiling, so I gave him a quick explanation of our situation and. In Spain she blossomed; her figure, now nicely toned by regular gym workouts, was naturally on the voluptuous side, and her small stature made her breasts look even bigger than they were (and they were already a very good handful each). These assets, coupled with her small waist and swelling hips, made her resemble a pocket Venus. Wrap that sun-kissed hour glass body in a brief, practically riot-causing bikini, and you had one highly desirable woman. And she was mine.Previously I have referred.