We had been operating in a kind of communistic economy, but that was going to fail as our community got larger. On the other hand, we were not ready f...r raw capitalism, yet. We needed a managed economy, right now, but we were going to need money more and more as we grew in size and complexity.It looked like we would have to bite the bullet and bow to the historical truth, money had to be some form of metal, at least at first. We didn't have enough gold lying around and silver was used as a raw. He looked to be somewhere north of seventy or eighty, but with some of the new rejuvenation serums, who knows?Fred was the perfect companion at the bar. Most of the time he was silent and sullen. Usually he just sat quietly nursing a quasi-beer of some sort. He never asked about my work or anything like that. He once asked if I followed sports, but when I told him I was off planet too much to keep track of things like that, he just nodded and said, “Ummm.”The only time that Fred would brighten. My fingers left nothing untouched and her quiet pleasure was evidenced in the manner by which she just lay there, eyes closed, every breath releasing the soft murmurings of her pleasure.For a few fleeting moments I leant forward, my lips lightly kissing the tip of her clit before I ran my tongue up and down her wonderful slit of love, and as I did so I experienced the feel of a slight, but exciting tremor run down her thighs, I was tempted to continue kissing and licking her pussy but my. I'm sorry." That was a long time ago. Her daughter, Diane, she's forty two years old now. When she was younger, she was the spitting image of her mother. She's living up by San Francisco. She teaches kids piano over in the East Bay area. Some inner city program she and her husband founded and run together. They get these music appreciation grants from the State and Federal governments. I don't know why she picked Oakland to do this in, but she's turned out some pretty talented young artists,.