Inside the front of the ship, was a processing plant. It would sort out useful, heavier atoms, and send the light hydrogen atoms to be burnt as fuel. ...he ship also had on board tanks, which were always being replenished this way.Thus the colony ship had an unlimited fuel supply, to be had, free. While space may look empty, in reality it is loaded with atoms and molecules of various types. These people had found a way to make the collection field several hundred thousand miles wide, and it was. Went to the bar, ordered a martini and watched some sports game on the tv (not important), when a few minutes later this guy comes in and sits near me, he orders and we started chatting about the game. He was a handsome black guy about my age and little taller and fun to talk with. After a couple of drinks later he gets up, shakes my hand and leaves the bar. So after a couple of martinis I was feeling even more Hornier than when I walked in and talking with this handsome black man didn't hurt. Is someone stealing paper rolls from the toilets?’ ‘Worse than that boss. It concerns that good looking babe Lindy Ashley who comes here.’ ‘Ah, yum yum. She’s here now.’ ‘Could you please get her in here and I’ll tell you both at the same time. She’s in big trouble.’ ‘You mean grave danger like life threatening danger?’ ‘You can say that again.’ A few minutes later Waldo returned with Miss Ashley. She was just out of the shower, her blonde hair slicked back. She wore a tight-fitting summer. I thought it could wait until I was settled in Vancouver, but window shopping and listening to Kayla and the salesman talk shop was entertaining. I got the distinct impression she did her own servicing and likely some repairs as well."Yeah ... I've put some later modifications on my bike. It started out life as a '92, but it's probably something like a '01 or '02 now. It doesn't have a lot of hours on it, so I'm pretty sure I can get a good dollar for it if I want to sell it or trade it in.".