This is the story now.I had applied for an educational loan in a natinalised bank and I had gone to meet their credit manager.He told me that an unsec...red loan was out of question.When I explained my situation to him he smiled and said there was nothing he could do to change it, it was the bank’s policy.I was very disappointed and walked out of the branch.As I was walking out I was on the verge of tears and I ran into an elderly man coming inside.He was carrying a heavy briefcase and he had an. , they descended on the Last Chance for two hours of lively discussion and serious eating.Rarely did any of them miss an eleven o’clock rendezvous, shift change and obstinate passengers notwithstanding. A little thing like a blizzard wouldn’t stop them on the last night. Their loyalty was surpassed only by the voracious desire to feed themselves and to gossip.Born in southern Pakistan, the snowplow driver made a career out of appearing American. He wanted no one to mistake him for a terrorist. Mike. ‘Yes, Lt. Solok knows that the source of the end of subspace communication is coming from Earth,’ answered Capt. Don, ‘once we get there we will know what it is and we can blow it up or something.’ ‘All communications ended?’ asked Cmdr. Mike, ‘even the Doogie Howser is House debates?’ Capt. Don sighed, ‘yes, even that. Mr. Bourbon, can you give be maximum warp?’ ‘Aye sir,’ answered the Tennessean-Scotch engineer, ‘we can make it home faster than road kill in a kilt!’ Act Two ‘Captain’s. Yes, I said lovers, because they don’t present themselves as kids with a cute crush, but as two yearning souls deeply in love with each other, and more than a hint that they might be making love. Whether it’s the songs they sing (“Islands in the Stream” and “Afternoon Delight” come to mind) or Paula coquettishly suggesting that “you show me yours if I show you mine” is “nothing new” to them, the faint and unpleasant scent of childhood sex is never far away.Mind you, it is a faint scent, so.
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