Terrorists? They are too stupid to live whether they are Jihadists, Earth First, or Greenies. But they ain't as smart as your average mugger. Or they ...one got their head screwed on backward. I mean they decided that if they can't go no one ought to. Commies is th' same way if they can't have it (or everyone can't have it) no one ought to have it. Stupid! Even with replicators it seems that there is always some amount of scarcity. To be blunt there ain't enough stuff for everyone to have. It was as though it had never happened.I went ahead and made my plans. I met up with Patrick at a club not far from my home. We agreed on a price for his services, I would pay him half now and the remainder upon Mary's satisfaction. I told him I would be out of town for the weekend and he could service my wife on Saturday night. I made the ground rules clear. There would be no v******e or forced sex. He was to follow her instructions and stop will mean to stop. He gently smiled. “I’m a good. Everything went by the stairs. When we tried getting the couch upstairs, though, we got into trouble."It’s stuck!" I know!" Are you pushing?" Yes, we are!"My wife and I pushed as the landlord tried pulling it up over the edge of the landing. He felt we needed more lift, and climbed over the sofa to help push. This didn’t do much, save lock it in place more. There was a little leeway, but it was going to require the three of us to lift on the other end. We went back down, to take the service. “Good. Hey, have you had lunch?”“I ate some before you came home but go ahead if you want.”Paige blushed. “I got hungry and stopped on the way home.” Terri laughed. They talked a bit and then refilled their glasses before standing. Paige led Terri on a small tour of the downstairs, followed around by Fuzzy.“Let me grab the wine box and you can show me upstairs,” commented Terri. Both women had already finished two glasses and were working on a third.Paige smiled. “Absolutely!”The two women went.