As we started walking to the train or bus it started pouring with heavy rain with strong wind. Not too many people had umbrellas and everyone is runni...g around getting under cover. Luckily for me the bus I take to go home came as we started to leave the mall. As I was waiting on line to get into the bus it started to rain heavier. By the time I got in, I was already soaked and my red bra was showing through my thin white shirt. The bus was full of people, but some guy was nice enough to let me. We’ve just not seen her in a while. Have we, Susan.” And then, to Rosemary’s jealous horror, she put an arm round her darling Susan’s perfect bare white shoulders and kissed her very fully on the mouth, an arm around her back, while stroking the slight bumps of her bare breast with a familiarity which came so easily and so smoothly, it could only be because it was expected of her. Rosemary felt slightly giddy, and steadied herself slowly into one of Susan’s welcoming leather arm chairs. As if. They suddenly consolidated as one and blew at speed towards the four tourists. The particles swarmed around the two couples for less than ten seconds but it was more than long enough to be truly alarming. Some dust even seeped through the tourists' cloaks under which they wore no underwear. While the four men and women brushed and flicked away at the swarm, hoping that there'd be no stings or burns, the two robots who accompanied them stood curiously impassive and made no attempt to. First, I met a nice man who I think would like our party group. He lives in 1402 – right next to you. Jim Arnette. I had coffee with him a few times, and a lunch and a dinner. I think we're going to consummate our relationship on our next date, but before we did that I wanted to know if it was all right to bring him into our group. He's an engineer for Solstice Systems out by the Interstate; pretty high up I think." I have no aversion to his joining the group, but in asking him you might.