They were as dedicated and were hard workers more than most of our regular employees. They are trainers in the gym and with the hand to hand defensive...training we gave and were damn near experts on our computer time system.They had enrolled in every company perk that JGB offered. They were in the matching savings plan, health plan and even the retirement savings plan. Their parents did not have a health plan - Marcy twisted the information around so they were covered on the girls plan. It cost. Anyway their assignment recently was to build me a firewall. I've got a plan. It's a good plan and I'm proud of it. My theory is before long we are going to be under attack. People are going to want to get into my database, find out what we are about, sabotage our operation, even.We are trouble. Not short term, we are somewhat harmless in the immediate future, except for Em, who might be the most dangerous person on earth. I mean that. But if someone finds out what we really are doing, there. But, oddly enough, not a single complete traditional family."Welcome aboard," he said with a smile to one particularly attractive woman with a child as she handed him her tickets, but she just scowled back at him as she boarded the truck.At 6:30, he closed the door and rode the elevator up to the upper level.Back in the driver's seat, he keyed the microphone to the PA system, "Welcome aboard Big Mutha Truckers six thirty to Chicago. There is a restroom and a vending machine next to the. The next thing I knew was mum shaking me awake and telling me I should have stayed in bed."What time is it?" I asked, still half asleep and groaned when she told me it was ten thirty and we'd missed breakfast."I'm starving, mum," I moaned, "I'll waste away to nothing if I don't have breakfast; food, I need food!" Come on, you fool," she laughed, "We'll find a cafe somewhere just to save your life."We did find a cafe and it did save my life. Mum watched in amazement as I wolfed down six.