We carried on like this for a few weeks, never making eyecontact, never being close to each other, but it couldn't last. Theuniverse finally intervene..., and we were asked to do a project together.We had to do the one thing we had never done before... Talk to eachother.We needed to start the project and he arranged a meeting. He'd arrangedan out of the way meeting room and thoughtfully arranged it for firstthing in the morning, before people got into the office. We could meetin the quiet but. ."The train pulled up quickly to the next station. The double-edged swordof a local, sure it's nice that ten stops come quick, but also, damnmaking ten stops to go thirty blocks.The group of girls got up, mincing their way off the train. Looks likemy guess was right and they were headed for Wall Street. And not to letthe chance go to waste, I hurried to take the now open seat. Sometimesyou have to make your own luck.Off my feet for the first time in a little while, I ached in sympathyfor those. "Oh captain, my captain," I sobbed. "What will become of us now?" Listen to me, you scurvy harlots," Miranda rasped with her shortened breath. "If ye are to escape these British bastards, ye will need a cool, calculating head like my own. I know she is young and there is much of seafaring which ye will have to teach her, but this one-- Esme-- has a heart as black as a Zulu, and she is to be your new captain."There were gasps all around. Only Amelia beamed at me with pride, the simple little. I remembered Veronica'spromise to come by today. She _would_ explain this. I got upand looked myself over. This would be an interesting fewhours. I seemed to be the same height as I had been. PerhapsI'd lost a bit of weight. But looking back from the mirrorwas a rather large woman. My face was pretty, and on asmaller woman would have been attractive. I lifted my breastsup, feeling the weight. They were large, but not huge. Ifelt myself getting excited as I did all this. Then.