You have one, don’t you?” “Rest assured that I have all I could possibly need. Spending a weekend with you darlin’, I came prepared.” “The...n stop wasting time, dude,” you said. “Get that thing perkin’ and I’ll meet you in bed.” I turned and headed for the bathroom. When I came out, I saw that you had been around the room adjusting the lights. The room was now very dimly lit, but there was enough light for us to see each other. You were just turning back the covers on the bed and adjusting the. The computer was Chanah's primary tool for cracking the data transforms.After the breakthroughs, my four wives spent the next three months working furiously to translate the data. Almost all of the files are in English, the video and the text. It's an ancient language that Abigail is quite familiar with. The four have been off on their own doing the translation work, concentrating mostly with the text files.I've done almost none of this work. There was just no time. The political maneuvering I. There was a thirty-foot long, gloss, black-lacquered bar, and multi-level stage that looked like it was made for theater, with a band pit and elaborate lighting. The tables and booths were modern black and stainless with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Janine led me through a door off the stage, just next to one with a guard. In the dressing room there were rows of connected makeup tables under long, lighted mirrors. Past the makeup area to the right was a locker room with showers. “Mika, nice to meet you. I guess we enjoy the same thing?” again with that wink.I laughed. “I guess we do.”“Wanna get a drink later?”“Sure.”“Meet me by the main entrance. I can’t be seen with guests on the property, but there is a bar in town where we can go.”“Cool.”“Who was that?” asked Paula when I came back.“Just a girl I met earlier today. She invited me for a drink and since you are meeting Francisco, I thought I would go.”“Sounds nice.”Mika was very pretty up close. Blue eyes and black.