... gesture to his father.
“Uhhhh...” Hugh sat there, staring at the side of his son’s clubhouse.
“Hmm, you know, I could run a simulation program to answer just such a question. I’d imagine, given our genetic profiles, we’d have a virtual Adonis with the mind of Einstein. Of course, it could easily go the other way. Genetics are funny like that, you never know just what is going to go into the DNA strand. Well, I think we covered the basics. Whereas, I didn’t go into real specifics like the acts of sex itself, penis, vagina, other things you’re probably really uncomfortable with, I really do appreciate your taking the time to come talk with me. I hope I wasn’t too hard on you,” Jimmy said to his father and got out of his chair with a wave.
“Oh, yeah, no problem...And, if you have any questions, you can just ask me anything, son,” Hugh replied and got up to return into the house.
“Sure thing, Dad. Glad we could have this little talk,” Jimmy stated and went to his lab.
In a room in the house across the street, a x-ray camera was pointed at the Neutron household, spying on the conversation that had taken place in the back of said residence. Libby, a young dark skin girl with dreadlocks, looked through the camera an...