It takes two and one-half hours to get there, and we need to show up about an hour before. That makes a need to leave no later than four pm. Is that a...l right with you, Sir?”“It is, what it is. I have had much longer road trips than that after getting my BFA in Drama from Carnegie Mellon University.”“What’s a BFA?” Isabel asked me.“That is a Bachelor of Fine Arts, a very distinguished degree from any college, but from Carnegie Mellon ... Wow!”“What are your plans for college, Michael?” I was. I'mpretty tall, six-five, and she was five-eight, so we are at least in thesame part of the stratosphere. She was bubbly and fun with wavy blondhair down just past her shoulders and her body, well, she's slender andcurvy with beautiful long legs and a nice figure. Really she's got greatboobs and likes guys to notice them.Well, the night of the party, I certainly did and I left with her phonenumber and email address and a definite show of interest.I wasted no time and called her the next day and. The air outside was cold, compared to the controlled environment of the transport, and the old man shivered momentarily. Walking down the now-extended gantry, he was met by a small, hovering robot. It was built from golden metal, floated about one and a half metres above the ground, and looked, he felt, rather sinister. It said nothing, but beckoned with its sharp, cold hand for the man to follow it. He hated the flying things, but had to admit they were more efficient than people.He trailed. I played bodyguard nothing else,” he said.“You do know you are prattling?” I asked.“God no, please tell me that shit is not contagious,” Gray begged.“You take care of Tonya. Get her ready for breakfast while I walk. I’ll be back in an hour.” The walk got me out of the management zone and back into the real world zone for a while. The zone where my only problem was the next car I faced, or the next hill I had to walk up, or finding the next place to fill my coffee thermos.There was no place to.