I will have my revenge on all of your team." There was a pneumatic hiss, then Kimon was across the room reaching out plucking a dart, then another out...of ther air. The voice screamed then Sherry's body relaxed as her eyes closed.A shimmering past where Kimon was holding the darts revealed Derrick standing there. "Mary?! Is she alright?"A beam shot across Sherry rapidly, Mary turned to Derrick, "I have extracted ninety percent, all autonomic systems are operating on their own. I sire it is dying. Henry Toivo was not a subject to tease Mike about, and Mark knew that. As soon as he'd said it, he wished he'd never said it. But, Mike shrugged it off. "If he did, then there's no problem with this, anyway." Well, let's keep 'em down to my place for a while, at least until they get used to the situation," Mark offered."I'm willing," Mike agreed. "I just don't want to put you out." No problem."They rode on in silence in Mark's pickup truck for a long time. "Oh, well," Mark said finally. "This. Those hard questions were beyond him, because he also didn't know. Now as she performed the boring task of a check out girl, she recalled her cousin's parting comments."Penny you are now sixteen, this job is only the start, you can go further, forget your failures and aim high". These words were a comfort till one afternoon a fellow worker, who she had a disagreement with over a position turned with a tongue full of acid and snapped. "What a name 'Penny' she sneered. "Your parents must have. He grabbed her, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder, dumping her on the couch. She sat, splayed, her skirt above her hips, her legs open for just a second, giving him a glimpse of long tan thighs and smooth skin above a tiny pair of panties.He turned his head quickly while she tried to straighten her skirt, glancing back over his shoulder, straining to catch another look, before catching himself. "She's your sister, man. She's your sister," he muttered crossly to himself.Teri.