." She dropped - her - crutches. They fell so slowly.The clatter was enormous ... she took a step ... now her hips were on fire ... she couldn't grab ...er head and her hips at the same time. Out of sheer willpower DD threw one foot forward and shifted her hips ... the second step wasn't so bad ... Shock? ... the third step was even better ... she had to get outside ... driven?NO ... Called!By the fifth stride DD was walking Zombie normal ... stagger stagger, straighten up, stagger stagger,. Bernhardt had refused to sign up on the sheets from the beginning of the shift. The last Ferro had heard about Bernhardt was that the man had been fired. Ferro assumed that anyone fired would have had to ship out to get another job because no one could remain on Callisto without an income. However, the overstuffed ass had been sitting at the conference table just hours before with his wobbly red cheeks. Checking the chrono on his computer to make sure he he still had enough time before the end. An older gentleman, on the large side, probably late 40s, early 50s, bald, came up to me and placed his hand right on my ass. He started some small talk with me then bought me a drink. He then moved his hand from my ass to rubbing the inside of my thigh as I was sitting there on the barstool. He told me he was going to go out for a cigarette and asked if I cared to join him. He sat down and began smoking a cigarette and I sat down next to him pulling a pack from my bag as well. He told me that. " Undo this Mother!" We..." Mother! Please! Don't do this to me. Do you know what you've done?" The girl looked from the Identichip card back to her mother in an expression of utter disbelief. "You've made me a real person. Oh God Mom!" The girl terrified face stared pleadingly into that of her Mothers searching for some sign that this was not really happening. Say April fools you bitch! Those eyes seemed to say to Michelle and she fell apart. One thing was certain. She felt she had just.