"It would appear that those in Congress could pass from there into Independence Hall without being observed," he commented. "Should we check it out?" ...o we really need to?" Only if we want a full understanding of all of the areas of access to the Hall," he replied."Maybe later. Let's return to the basement of the Hall and see where the tunnel on the east side goes," I suggested before transferring us back to the basement of the Hall. Back in the west side of the basement, I again checked with. We are currently sending replacement supplies to our battle group.”A thoughtful look crossed Johnson face, “Is that correct Khan? Did you forget to bring sufficient fuel with you and this adventure?”By this time Khan was prostate on the ground. “Merciful Master, please forgive this dog. I had made recommendations during the planning phase of this mission for emergency fuel reserves. But I was told by others that it was unnecessary, that this miserable dung pile of a space station would have. .And, I take very big pleasure to touch them.When you said I could pay somehow. did you mean that?Yes..How can I pay with my foot? do you mean,You'll touch my foot and I will have paid my debt?Yes,Touch, a little caress.. with your foot..Me?YesFirst, I will touch and caress your foot and later on , you will caress with your foot.You will caress my foot.But me,what will I caress with my foot ?Over my pants.You know.You're going to caress it by your foot.I stared at her foot and pressed my right. As she readied herself for the party, she also thought about moving back to West Hartford, not with her family, as she couldn’t stay there anyway, but near her old college. She was happiest there too, and trying to relocate to happiness had a futile ring to it, but she no longer cared for misery either. A woman can’t simply be happy. A woman can’t search for it either. For her happiness either just came or didn’t no matter where she went. Such was the female poet’s dilemma. While she pushed.