There were practically no sea shells to be had (Kim complained bitterly about that) and Tess explained that Western Florida -- the Gulf Coast -- was f...r, far better than the Atlantic for shelling. This was just raw ocean out here -- very few barrier islands and nothing between us and West Africa except salty water."The shellfish do better in calmer waters," I pronounced. Experience told me this was true, although I had no idea whether it was universally true, or just something I'd noticed in my. He told her that he was and he would be staying here for one month. She remarked that the people here were friendly and there were a number of organized activities. She said that he would enjoy his stay here.The condo was nicely decorated and looked like the pictures he had been shown. Ed made one more trip down to his car to bring up the remainder of his belongings. There were a few more people waiting for the elevator and so far all of the people he had observed were older than him or at. " Fine..." There was a long pause. "We're breeding males tonight..." Ah..." A'moth nodded. "Standard eightfold rotations?" That's right. A full deck too, one-hundred fifty rotations... Males..." The old woman gave a sideways shrug in a vague expression of scorn... "Oh, I don't mind mistress. I will remain alert and do excellent service, even with males." That's the right attitude Lisa! Welcome aboard!"By 2 AM, A'moth was half-way through her six-hour shift. The system control console flashed a. Even when she just waited patiently for her to finish her doll’s dress. She placed the final stitch that would hold the bow in place. She knew that it would not last forever. Would not hold through all time. Nothing ever did. And no matter how good a girl you were, it was never enough. People came and they went. Things changed. Time moved on. Just like the wheels and gears that turned the peddle of Nana’s old sewing machine. The foot upon the peddle turned the wheel at the side. A belt.