“No mementos just iron chains,” Roban said as he wrapped the only remaining chain around his left wrist.Menja awoke with the sunlight of a new day...tickling her face. Yawning she rubbed her eyes and her ears caught a curious sound. She knee walked to the foot of her large bed and looked down. Bosko was lying prone, his big head resting on his front paws. He wasn’t the source of the curious sound though. The deep, steady purr Menja had heard came from the Black Panther snuggled up at his. Scratching the back of his neck, Charles mether eyes for a second as he said, "Maybe I should get changed." Nonsense, you look great." No. I think I should." What's the point? I've already seen you. You didn't go through allthat trouble making yourself look so pretty just to take it off rightaway, did you?" No." That's what I thought. Now, if you want to make yourself useful, youcan hand me that frying pan."Charles grinned while he nodded and took hold of the pan. As he handedit to her,. The trains were fully automated and sat about sixty people. They zipped up and back of their section of the line all day, every day.The trains had specially designed concertina-like air-locks that clamped over the doors at the end of the train after they came to rest. People exited into the pressurised station and waited for one of the other two or three trains to turn-up to take them to the next dome.The toss of a coin by the American President at the time of building decided that we drove. Me upar birth me so raha tha or mom niche. Aadhi raat me achanak me utha or palat ke niche dekha to me sunn pad gaya. Mom ki saadi ka pallu niche gira hua tha. Unka navel or peth saaf dikh raha tha. Vo gehri neend me thi, unka blouse ke beech me boobs ki darar dikh rahi thi. Mere to hosh hi ud gaye vo nazara dekh kr. Me puri raat unko upar se dekhta raha, maa ke per se sir or sir se per aanko ko chalate raha. Hum ghar aa gaye or me maa ki gaand doodh or kamar chance milne par ghurte rehta.