Bring key. I locked out. Adam."Tabitha gripped Adam's hand and squeezed as she cried, her body tensing and her head thrown back. "Ahhh, that hurts," A...am moaned and Tabitha looked at him panting and grabbed the "gas and air" to take a few breaths."It fucking hurts me more," the black girl replied, her eyes glazed. The midwife offered encouragement to Tabitha who hollered mercilessly into the delivery suite."Yeah, but, it's not my fault," Adam told her and the midwife looked up. "We aren't. I would not like to do you both at the same time. Yes I like your rules."Soon we were on the plane home, and another successful trip was over.The next couple of weeks were busy at the office. It was the start of the third week since our last trip. Marcy dropped in for coffee break on Monday.She sat my cup on the desk and sat down.I looked at her, and as soon as she saw me looking she said "I am getting a little impatient for another trip. I guess I need a little excitment."I nodded and said. We have never tested it on humans, but it has worked on some lab animals. Basically, we reprogram and regenerate your genetic code. If it works, everything that has been damaged or is already dead from exposure will regenerate."Allain tried to speak and couldn't. He fought back a coughing fit. "And if it doesn't work?" he finally managed to rasp out."You will die." was the frank answer. "But we think that your chances of surviving a genetic transition are at least one out of five. If we. I would get on the bus at the same time everyday give or take a few minutes. A couple of times I have came out and the bus was pulling off and as a ran after it the bus would stop and I would get on from the back. I admit this bus driver was the sexiest bus driver I had ever seen. As he rode me home everyday I would just think about what his life was like after he got off the bus. One day I was early getting off work and as he pulled up I finally got on the bus, but this time from the front..