Ous?”The nurse, one Betty Kirkpatrick, drew back slightly, frowning. “I’ll let the surgeon explain. I’m not authorized to provide those detail.... He’ll be by in a few minutes to review the operation.”Phil grumbled, rattling his restraints for emphasis. “Will I ... live or not?” he demanded.Worried, the nurse laid her hand on his arm. “Don’t worry. You came through the surgery with no complications. As for how the operation went, the surgeon would scalp me if I told you anything. For any. ”“Maybe we should invite Kurt and Kathy over,” Kara giggled.“That’s a bad idea for a host of reasons,” I said.“You don’t want Kathy?” Kara smirked.“That’s not the point, and you know it,” I countered.Kara smiled sweetly, “I know. Don’t get your panties in a bunch, Snuggle Bear.”“What’s the plan for today?” I asked, hoping to change the subject.“Just a lazy day around the house,” Jessica said. “There’s nothing interesting at the movies. I checked and there’s no race today. And it’s not a Rap. She had always kept her pubic area shaved and smooth, but not having all the comforts of before the meteor, it was now bushy. She lay in the bath with her eyes closed. After her bath she dressed and went to find the guys. Rich and John were out exploring. They were looking for life, food or anything that caught their interest. They went in building after building, putting things in their back packs. Rich came to a door and it was locked. “Hey John, come see if you can get in this door” John. Now he was parked on a side spur not doing much of anything because the new trains didn't even have a caboose to act like a happy tail to the rolling train. He thought that day was coming when they stopped putting the railroad man in his carriage for all the long trips. He knew it was coming but he didn't expect it to happen so fast."No Washing!" No trainman!" No more trips!"In Cecil's mind that was the entire story. It sure did look like his Caboose riding days were coming to an end. He did.