Seconds later, Sammy sat bolt upright. This wasn't her bed, and this wasn't her room. She had no clue where she was, and had no idea how she'd gotte...n here. Another surprise was that she was sitting in this weird bed completely naked. Her prior sleepiness was instantly cleared as she looked around and tried to remember what had happened the previous night. It looked like she was in some sort of hotel room, and the nice sheets suggested it was a fancy place. As she searched her memory, her. That's it Sweetie. Just harder!(Bashful) Here?(Julie) BASH! You have to sleep sometime!!(Syela) Bash, as a volunteer, what all do you do with a story before uploading it?(Bashful) Well, it has to be cleaned up, meaning it has to fit 5 inches wide or 80 characters.and ...and.. Oh, Tryxi! Uh, what was the question again?(TryxiTrash) It's so hard for me to think! *Tee hee*(Bashful) Humm... Where was I? Oh yeah, and it has to be in the right font and points!(Wendy-J) Uh huh! 'Sittin way up firm. Since business had slowed, Dusty turned and gave him her full attention. “The names Dusty, who are you?” she asked.“I’m Will Anderson. I was on the Jolly Rodger. We got captured about ten months back. I was an engineer on that ship. They kept me to fix their ships and help with the stripping of the other ships they captured. I wasn’t happy about it but as long as I co-operated, they left my wife and me alone.”“I was hoping to settle on Terra. My wife, she, well she died six months back. Did you. We had the initial short-term facilities in place to handle power and limited habitability space along with some lab space, but had not yet begun major construction as we finished our OTV fleet building.“Okay, then I guess I just have to think about girl’s soccer for a few hours.”Tamara smiled and agreed. Together, we headed out.The game was close, but in the end, Ali’s team lost. She seemed a little down when she made her way over to the sidelines after congratulating the other team.“That was.