”Hell yeah! I wasn’t going to pass up that opportunity. There’s a restaurant called The Stagecoach that we’ve heard about but never been. We c...imbed in the van and just out of curiosity, I said, “Abbie, The Stagecoach.”The map on the big screen came to life, showing the route, then the car backed itself out of the driveway and turned left, toward town.It was a twenty-minute drive of not touching the wheel, letting the car take us, literally. I could get used to this! Like having a. Men could do something similar and grow a functioning uterus, vagina, and tits, with the aid of only one minor surgery. It was much more popular amongst women than men. Apparently career-women wanted to become more aggressive and dominant though the hormones the balls produced. That's why she had chosen to get the surgery.At least that was what my mom told me and dad at the dinner table when she came home from the surgery.Dad seemed disappointed, slumping a bit in his chair. He had not been. "Lieutenant Payne, we have superluminal traces - ships materializing!" The concubine manning one of the sensor stations in the Research Sensors compartment, deep in the warren that was the Laboratories Deck, sounded understandably scared.Payne raced into the compartment and confirmed the report - not that he really needed to. Nerves, he decided, just nerves. He raised his eyes to the ceiling and called out, "Skipper! The damnyankees have come, an' done brought the whole of the Army of the. It was the love of sisters, the deep, affectionate friendship that endures. She put her hands on my shoulders and then her words hit me like a blow in the stomach. ‘You know, I have always wondered…..’ I don’t know how anger affects you. I’m not even sure it was anger but before she could breath another word, I stood back and a torrent of words came out of me, unbidden, unthought, unwise. ‘Don’t you bloody dare do this to me, not tonight. Don’t you know how often when we have kissed I have.