"You all have your CAP cards correct? I believe I'm supposed to be holding them once we reach the ship."The female marine snorted. "If they don't it s...ouldn't be a problem. The names of your concubines aren't exactly a surprise since you clearly told Central Command who they were months ago. I'm sure the AI has all the information it needs filed away. But it would make things easier."The man's concubines all giggled and moments later six hands were holding out CAP cards for him to take. I was. Lead on.''My railroad has taken over many of the tracks in this state, either by directed service or because the state had bought up many abandoned lines and was looking for someone to take them over and make them operative again. 'Directed service' is where the state or the Feds decide a rail line is too important to local commerce to lay fallow, so they tell a railroad to take them over, sort of like eminent domain. Often they provide subsidies for operation, but not always. Railroads are not. And that’s NOT a complaint, Babe, just acknowledging the reality of the situation.”“Are you up for a movie tonight?” Jessica asked.“Sure. What did you want to see?”“One of the nurses recommended Bright Lights, Big City with Michael J. Fox and Phoebe Cates.”“Sounds good. Kara, don’t forget we’re invited to Bethany’s birthday party tomorrow evening,” I said. “I’m sorry you have to work, Jess.”“It’s OK. Her birthday was Tuesday, right?”“Yes. But Nick decided to have the dinner party tomorrow. But I covered it and tried to act decent. I used to go up to her knees and slightly touch her thighs as if incidentally. She had closed her eyes and was trying to relax. I couldn’t control myself and thought it is now or never. I pulled her nighty up to stomach. She got startled and sat upright. She asked, “what r u doing”. I said, “Massaging your thighs”. She said, “Leave me alone”. I said, “I Swear I won’t do any bad thing I just wanted to massage her”. She said ok… But don’t try to act.