. get comfortable with each other in a new environment.” Grabbing her Travelpro she pulled it toward her bedroom. At the door she turned and said, �...�Tata, have a pleasant nap,” and closed the door.Abby turned to Arthur and asked, “Did she just dismiss us?”“The Brits are no nonsense people Mom, very efficient and exactly to the point. Because of her unusual schedule Colette never changes her routine. You will be experiencing jetlag and will have to deal with it. Colette is in shape for jetlag,. She got up and walked over to the niche, and gestured at it."This is a replicator. Its function is similar to the one that is on your TV show 'Star Trek, The Next Generation'. It can create any item, as long as it has sufficient raw materials, and a 'map' (a scanned item in its memory bank)."Walking back to her chair, she sat down, and continued."Now, as to who am I? That is a little harder to explain. I am the ship's AI unit ... an artificial intelligence. I was constructed in the Lunar One. One even sat, sometimes and listened to the stories, with the children. His name was Jim, and she could think of no reason why he would listen to stories about bunnies, or trains that could talk, or families of bears.She pulled open the door of the library, just as a man came out. He looked at her face before his eyes slid to the proof that she was a sexual being, and then back up. He smiled.“Morning,” he said.“Good morning,” she replied.Others greeted her with smiles as she went to the story. There is no hurry. We all walk high up on our toes, our bottoms swaying, our wrists brushing the outside of our thighs. It is just the way we walk. We all look very sensuous and content. Aside from the high-heels, the other girls are naked like me. We never wear clothes. Why do we need clothes here? Only the grey uniform girls wear clothes.There is only a small line at the cafeteria and I do not have to wait long for my breakfast. Everything operates so smoothly here. A grey uniform girl .