“He should arrive this morning sometime”, “Ok” and with that he went to work.9:45am there was a knock on the door, there stood a mature man ho...ding a leather bound file. “Hi my name’s James I’m from ****** estate agents”, “Come in” I answered. He was wearing a nice suit, lovely shirt and tie. As he looked around the house he made notes in a Filofax, after half an hour we were stood in the kitchen with a drink talking in general.He was having a right old moan about his wife not understanding him. She was filing her nails in Jim'squarters. She had on a fabulous peignoir and 4" heel marabou shoes. Shegot a bottom of pink nail polish and finished her nails.Jim came back from the science labs with Mr. Spock. Mr. Spock saw her butdidn't say anything. The made love, it was one of the greatest things,she knew, making love with Jim.Jim crashed in his bed, and she thought about Jim, in a wonderful way inthe next 1 hour. Then she went to sleep too. She dreamed (I guess thatit was a dream. We used old, pre-catastrophe maps as a starting point. We plotted the limits of the area to be explored on the maps and first visited any mapped old population centers. After that we simply fanned out in teams and poked around. We took copious notes and video taped or photographed anything of interest.When we returned to New London, I sat down with my troops so we could critique the mission. I floated the idea of us organizing along the lines of a military unit. The twenty-two women and two men. Go get them." He pointed the way and I headed for the kitchen to pick up my girls.The private watching the kitchen knew what was going on -- he waved Jackson and me past him. Various males and females were standing there, wringing their hands. I stood in the door and looked around for a moment, picking mine out. "Come on, girls -- we're leaving." Ron! Omigod! I'd hoped, but we've been held in here..." Beatrice babbled. She and Bridgette broke from the crowd."Well, that's over, I think," I.