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Good evening, this is Anne, KA9EHV. Let's see, what happened today? Well, not a lot. I worked on scenes trying to get this first book of what my cousin Rob calls the sex toplets done, at least in a rough draft. Having written the scenes all out of order, putting these together is like putting together a jigsaw puzzle. And there's one scene missing that I never wrote, I'm going to have to write it. This is the great scene where all the members of this ultra-social, ultra-rich, posh club of women, called the Daughters of Elizabeth, which has a significance in my books that would take too long to explain here. But anyway, all these Daughters of Elizabeth show up and our poor heroine is stuck in a relatively nondescript uniform, which they have condemned her to because she has run away from her inevitable destiny at least twice. And they don't want to actually have her, when she is caught, taken to the wrong place. It's not a criminal thing in any way, it's simply that the average world doesn't know how to treat starship pilots, particularly not new starship pilots. So, she's standing there among all these very richly dressed women, whom she knows in this very nondescript uniform, and feeling completely humiliated. I guess only the gals would understand this, or maybe only those of us of a particular age would understand this. Anyway, that's what I'm working on now. 73, 33, 88. Thanks to Louis for doing the net, and thanks to all of you for listening. I love you all. This is KA9EHB, back to net.