There was no placard.It was a small thing, one most people would not even notice. Kat was not most people. She was obsessed with diagrams and maps. He... personal collection rivaled that of the Union's largest technical libraries and she was constantly on the lookout for more. This meant that things like the map of the ship displayed on a cabin's Safety Placard were absorbed as naturally as she breathed. A safety inspection would levy a hefty fine the ship's owner and the ship's captain which. Unfortunately for me I was quickly brought back to reality as my fiance playfully slapped me across the back of the head, catching me openly ogle her ass and reminding me that we were guests. "Hey Casanova." She quipped. "She's only 18!" I quickly backtracked and joked that I was only k**ding, but in truth I was absolutely amazed at the teenager's incredible figure; she had the body of an athlete or a professional dancer. Later that night, it was just after 3am when I got up in the middle of. Before I start this whole story exists cause I thought that I could handle 2 ish hours of sybian riding. My past record having been 45 min:P So what my girlfriend did was she made plans to go out with friends for the night in advance. After strapping me up and turning it on she simply put on her boots and just left, having told me that they were just going out for dinner and then she would come home. So she leaves and I’m left there on a sybian running faster than it was when I set my first. He had toleave his old life behind. Completely. Everything that he knew was asgood as gone now. Turning up at a friend's house and telling them that hewas not dead and was inside this girl would only get him a free ambulanceride to the nearest psychiatric unit.But what to do? He looked at the handbag. There would be a new identityin there. But whose?He looked around. There was a Costa Coffee on the other side of the road.Watching out for traffic he hurried across and went in. Once sat downwith.