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at Bunker, Sandra awakes to a rainy morning, she is a beautiful woman, long
dark curly hair, eyes very dark brown that seem to draw you in, her normal
routine is to awake and run thru the forest surrounding their Bunker, at thirty
years of age she has already bore three children, but you would not know it by
looking at her figure, there is nothing matronly about her, the lithe muscled
frame and shoulders of a gymnast, she exudes a powerful image. I wonder where
he is this morning she thinks, he is so out there, and we could be making good
use of this rainy morning. Michael is so often sent out, it infuriates her,
it's bad enough to have to share him with other females here, he so blindly
follows AI, and always gets outside assignments. Other men have learned to show just a little
disobedience, giving away wafers to children, teaching colonist things like
making bows, how to find and work clay, just enough to get sent to the farms or
maintenance details, instead of being sent out. But not enough to receive
banishment. She often receives an
outside assignment, on one such assignment her and Michael had bonded, and when
he was at the Bunker, they spent much of their free time together. Heaven, it's
called, what a missed named place it is, in between crops they all starve,
there is never a great selection in the dining hall, rarely is meat served,
usually just brown rice, breads, and fruits. Hopefully he will return soon, and
they can get out and take a camping trip to a remote cabin they managed to
build a few years ago. She bites her lip, puts on her tunic, and gets ready for
her morning run.