> >It was getting late. Sam was in his quarters in a secluded part of the > >station. He had a meal for him and his woman waiting. He had much to > >discuss with her. > > > > Selara came in without announcement, and smiled that he would have dinner > waiting. "How are you, Sam?" she asked, "I hope you had a better day than > mine..." > "Well, it may be about the same. I am afraid. Tell me about yours first..." --
- Chris http://home.earthlink.net/~csalmi ICQ: 28233696
