.... only to discover that his meta-solution had been anticipated.The software for the Kobyashi Maru simulation was locked up tighter thana Vulcan spi...ster's snatch. And maybe a Vulcan (like that snootypedantic Cadet Sprocket or Spork or whatever his name was...) could makesome headway against the Gordian knot of encryptions, but Jim knew hewas beaten. Frustrated, but having to admire whoever it was that hadoutmaneuvered him, he went back to his quarters>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>By some. She had many apleasant dream that night.The next morning Robyn awoke to the feeling of August gently strokingher hair and breath a contented sigh as she lifted her head up to seeAugust's face smiling down at her."Morning lover," Robyn said as she lean up to kiss her."Morning girl," she said back after kissing her.They laid still in bed a bit longer in holding onto the sleepy daze theyhad until the daze finally left them and they reluctantly got up.As they shared a sexually charged shower, Robyn. They were incredibly soft, just like her hands, and I thought she would enjoy them. I was right. She loved them, and she wore them many, many times. It was a personal gift, but not too personal.My job at the brewery hadn't changed. I was still on the packaging line, doing mindless, repetitive work. I wondered how anyone could do this year after year without going crazy. I did give me time to think, however. Perhaps that was a dangerous thing, because I began to wonder what other life I might. Femcan Lana looked inside at the trussed up marinated piggie.With the door still open she turned the dial and selected the desired temperature then holding the dial pressed in, she flicked the ignition button. With a ?WHOOSH? the gas ignited and LP61975 felt the warmth of the flame. Femcan Lana blew him a kiss before closing the oven door securing him inside. He could hear the gas hissing and the large oven was slowly beginning to get warm. Femcan Lana then pulled up a chair so she could sit.