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”Heaty took the next step, “20 miles are 105,600 feet. Good!” No doubt Heaty could figure on his feet.We were back with Lady Ada in the control, “Lady Ada, My Jenny wants to heal you. Is that okay?”“Yes, that would be wonderful, please heal Sun at Mid-Day too.” Lady Ada was giggling. John remembered that life on Ada’s planet. They only had three or four thousand words in their language compared to English with its 171,000 words.Heaty was talking with his brother Lord Tersely. His brother was asking for Heaty to flank Lord Speaking and the Nanux. Lord Tersely had Lord Stensit’s forces on his flank and had lost 7 ships with 70 men as he too faced the much larger force from Nanux.“Lord John, can we move to 15 to 20 miles away from the Nanux forces to assist my brother?” Heaty asked.“I need to ask the people I am with if that is okay with them.” John was healing Heaty’s ribs. Heaty handed John the mic.“Calling Space One, Demetri pick up please,” John said over the mic.“Gentlemen, we are. He was wearing this black turtleneck sweater, leather pants that zipped from the front to back and his fingers were painted black as well as black makeup. I wasn't sure whether or not he had turned gay or punk but I had known the k** a long time he was always decent so I tucked in my son and went out for the night. I drank at the pub down the street until last call and cabbed my way home. When I got home the sitter was still up watching music videos on the television and eating popcorn. He welcomed me back in an overly excited way that made me a bit uncomfortable. I tossed my keys on the counter, went to the fridge for another beer and plopped myself down into my chair and watched tv with him. I told him he could head home if he wanted but he said it was too late and he didn't want to wake up his folks so he'd just crash my couch. He asked me if I wanted the remote I told him it was fine I was drunk and i'd watch anything. So he kept watching his music videos. As the night went on.
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After a few minutes I heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open, and I waited at the bottom of the stairs for her but she didn’t come down. ‘Excuse me, are you okay?’ I said, nervously climbing the stairs. I found her in one of the upstairs bedrooms that I used for storing various personal items like my CD collection. She was bent over, with her hands on her knees, looking at the spines of my CD cases. ‘Wow, I’ve never heard of any of these,’ she said. ‘You probably shouldn’t be in here. In the house at all,’ I said. My palms were beginning to sweat. ‘It’s not safe for you to be in a stranger’s house anyway. You really need to be more careful.’ ‘Why?’ Lydia said, and she stood up and faced me. ‘Do I have something to fear from you?’ The tone of her voice had changed. It was lower, almost sexual. ‘N-no, not at all, but you can never tell,’ I said. She was staring at me again with that curious expression, and I turned away from her eyes. ‘You know, my dad hated it when I cut my.

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