The survival and propagation of the human species depends on your safety; you would never really be allowed to leave. But of course, why would you wan... to?By now, the Breeding Complex was large enough that it should really be called the Breeding City. You wonder if anyone has considered changing the name, but at the end of the day you don't get paid enough to worry about the bureaucracy. In fact, you don't get paid anything at all, but you've come to the conclusion that the job benefits are. He was up the stairs and behind the door of the nearest empty bedroom in minutes. "Stop struggling Rose," he whispered. "There's really no need for all this violence". Vince had her in an embrace where he was behind her and locking her arms down at her sides.Rose pushed her weight against him and exclaimed, "Violence? I'll give you fucking violence!" She stamped on his foot; a painful attack when you're wearing stilletoes. The sudden outburst surprised Vince just enough for him to loosen his. We don’t serve dinner here, but Sam’s up the road delivers a great dry smoked rib dinner with all the fixings. Oh, and don’t forget to order yourself a picnic for tomorrow. I recommend the ham sandwiches. He cures his own and they don’t have to be refrigerated. So you can take them when you go to the beach tomorrow. I’ll put them in the frig here tonight. Oh and don’t forget the iced tea. Oh, never mind. I’ll call Sam for you. You can just put it on your bill here.’ With that, Veronica was set. Honso gave me a nod.I stood. “Leaders, there are parallels from my universe. My world, when I was removed from it to here, did not have interplanetary travel, much less interstellar. If that occurs for my world, it lies in the future. The Britishers we have met and the manual we have studied seem to follow a path that had been found unhealthy in the long run on my world. My people had finally disavowed it. The Britishers of this universe don’t seem to have had that epiphany. Therefore, we must.