Right now, I had no marketable skills. I was a history major in college, and anticipated teaching at a university. It wouldn’t be a lot of money, bu... I enjoyed history. I gave up my degree to get married when the little shit entered my life and after marriage, I still kept up on history as I could until my circumstances made even “free” access to the Uniweb a luxury I didn’t have time for. Raising Shirley was a full time chore, not that I didn’t love every minute of it.Anyway, there could be a. This cloud had a similar ethereal glow to that of domestic nanobots before they settled down to their household chores. Dorothy had her own opinions of what they were watching as the honeymooners stood transfixed by the sight. ‘I’m sure it’s an Apparition,’ she said, referring to the strange phenomena that had been regularly reported on the news in recent months. ‘It looks too amorphous somehow to be an apparition,’ remarked Vikram. ‘Aren’t they supposed to be a lot more visually stimulating. He explained that "the babes" were going to be ripping each other's bikinis off tonight, what could be won with a raffle ticket, and how they could still buy raffle tickets. Most importantly from the girls' point of view, he reviewed the rules of spectator behavior. He promised those rules would be enforced. I hoped we could trust him, and hoped he had enough security to back him up."And now, who wants to see naked females?"As one might expect, there was a huge roar.Once the crowd had quieted. Some of Shannon's were leaking into my thoughts. I can see why she became a nun, it was either that, hurt herself, or hurt someone else.I turned my attention to the priest. An older man, but not overly so, probably mid-40s. He had black hair, just beginning to add some salt at the temples. I couldn't see them, but Shannon's memory provided me a brilliant view of his eyes, a pale blue, almost gray. In fact, she had quite a few intense memories of the man.Oh man! She was in love with him! She.