She bounded over to me and threw her arms around me kissing me tenderly on my lips thanking me for understanding. I asked her if she was sure about wh...t she was saying and she smiled back saying that she wanted to teach me everthing about men and women and what they do together.She took my hand and led me back to the bathroom she opened the shower door and ran the water testing for the right temperature before guiding me inside the cubicle. I turned to her and gently tugged her arm pulling her. The world also evolved, it had become a female dominant society with centralized global government and recently built ships to reach outside the solar system. The last male president was over thirty years ago. All other diseases had all but vanished. The only negative effect was men in the arrange marriage made up about 35% of the population and every year the number was dwindling. What use to be countries now provinces that still did not use the arrange marriage process, made up about fifty. I didn’t know who had the picnic, but I needed to. As I approached the picnic, I heard female voices coming closer, coming from the woods. One I recognized as that of bookstore owner Emma Van der Heyden, the other with a soft and almost indistinguishable Southern inflection was unfamiliar. Lottie, as everyone called Emma for reasons I wasn’t sure, stepped out of the pines. ‘Oh hi, Nicholas,’ she said, startled. Regaining her composure, she looked at me with her deep blue eyes and smiled. ‘I. And I kind of figured he'd get involved in something illegal if someone offered him enough money. But I never would've suspected that Uncle Harold was into something this deep. I kind of wondered why he called me out of the blue last fall and offered me a job workin' at his warehouses and asked me to bring along anyone I thought would be trust-worthy enough to do what they were told without any questions. I figured he was just hard up for labor."But when Bobby Joe came braggin' to me last night.