I've got some hot Web sites book marked on my computer, only my Mom doesn't know it, of course.I hate to admit it, but at fifteen, almost sixteen, I w...s a virgin.Anyway, there I am, holding that brochure with a photo of a naked girl and boy on the cover, and she's saying, "Strip, Mr. Walker, or I will have someone help you do it." Naked?" I asked stupidly."Naked." It was the same, no-nonsense tone she'd use when she caught someone horsing around in the hall, or when she took cigarettes away. Meals were offered and it was cooked per order. The cooks in the kitchen and the waiters in the dining room were all long time employees of the C&O railroad ... positions on the ferries were posh posts and much sought after.The trip back across the Lake was spent discussing bicycles with a Biking Club from Boston. They were on the return leg of a Boston to San Francisco cross country adventure. The legs on those guys ... and girls.We, on this trip anyway, were the youngest 'children' on board. Unless the passenger does not need to eat or breathe and can withstand being without other human company for years on end. And won’t have his bones reduced to mush by the lack of gravity.”“What about stasis?” Questioned the General overseeing the Department of Strategic Intelligence.“Unlikely. A waste of space and the person would be taking a huge risk. Adding to the loss of five years.” The newly promoted head of that department, located somewhere in the Pentagon, replied with conviction.“Is. I encountered a bit of success but it had become dormant at Sarai's death. You probably would have a better chance at waking him up," she said as she positioned the necklace so that the pendant fit right in between my cleavage. I immediately noticed that my breasts tingled when she did."There may be another of Sarai's artifact that you can use. She kept it in her jewelery box since half a century ago. She told me it had rebelled and refused to do her bidding, so she put it there to guard her.