Do take a minute to think and then see what you can come up with.”I pondered. Even with my penchant for reading science fiction, and having read a n...mber of short stories about time machines, I hadn’t really ever thought about it. I did now.“Apart from asking Bluebeard where he buried his treasure, I suppose I’d really like to have met Brunel. Some friends of mine live near the Clifton Suspension Bridge, and of course the “Great Britain” was brought back to Bristol four or five years ago for. I usually stopped in about once or twice a week, but that changed when Kara moved to the morning shift. Kara used to be the night manager; she's in her late thirties, single and she's a big BBW, not quite SSBBW, but big and big in the right places, she has shoulder length wavy black hair with red streaks in it and she always wears very bright, red lipstick. When I realized she was working days, I made a point to stop in for coffee or something every day, just to see her! I found her to be. She was wearing short jean shorts that showed off tanned, muscular legs and a white tank top that left her toned arms exposed. She even had small tan lines going around her shoulders. If I recall correctly, she was a bodybuilder. Between her tan, her fitness, and her short haircut, she had a very appealing tomboy look."Alright." I said. She gave me a conspiratorial smile as she handed me a driver's license. It was a pretty good fake. If I hadn't known who she was, it would have fooled me. I. Once I learned what to look for, I quickly found them. "Them", being the opposition.I took down license plate numbers, descriptions, and between-time video. I turned it all over to Rachael. She was curious as to how I got these things, when our people couldn't. I just said I had ways and sources, and left it at that. I also turned over several plastic drink cups that the operatives had tossed away. I had their fingerprints, too!Understand; we had small offices in Boston, New York, and Los.