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The specialists were assimilating very well with the ninth century Scots, but one of the things that had puzzled them in their first few weeks had been the absence of Christmas. Scott hadn't introduced that to Dalriada (or anywhere else) as he had found the whole experience had been commercialised until it was meaningless in his own time.

The newcomers approached Scott shortly after St Andrew's Day and asked for that to be rectified this year. Scott considered the request and then decided to agree, but with the stipulation that the monks should be heavily involved so that it truly was about celebrating the birth of Christ.

Carrier pigeons were sent out to all of the settlements that had such facilities, to share the plans. Many of these were now in fact becoming more and more like towns and villages, as populations increased and expanded outside the walls of the original camps (and from now on they will be described as such).

The Abbot at Kilchrennan was so excited at the prospect that he made the journey through the snows to Inveraray with some of his brethren. Of course the church had not as yet come to any firm decision on when Christ was actually born, but the Abbott seemed like a very practical man and anything that brought people closer to God, Christ and the Church was something to be encouraged and supported in his eyes.

The Abbot suggested he could supply more of his stores to help with another feast and Inveraray was able to supply some sleds and dog teams to ferry the produce from the Abbey to the town.

The women of the town worked with the monks to prepare religious trappings that could be affixed to wooden poles. Scott helped them by describing what a nativity scene should look like and they managed a fair recreation of that on one of the canvases. St Columba and St Andrew were also depicted.

Many candles were distributed and there was a candle-lit procession round the town and into the hall-house. Men carried the canvases between them and everyone followed behind solemnly, apart from the children who were just too excited at being allowed up so late.

The Abbot led a moving service recalling the birth of Christ and the populace sang to the accompaniment of the specialists with their guitars. After the service the food was brought out and everyone feasted. On this occasion alcohol was not taken as liberally as on other celebrations, and the children were allowed to remain with the adults late into the night.

While the Abbot was in the town Scott spoke to him on another matter that had been bothering him.

"My friend, I have a matter that has been on my conscience for some time now and I would like your views."

"What can I do to help your Grace?"

"You are aware that I have more than one wife."

Scott was surprised when the Abbot merely nodded and looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for him to get to the point.

"It bothers me that I have never taken vows with them. My only 'marriage' was to Fiona. I wanted to hear your views on this my friend."

"Well your Grace, it is becoming increasingly common for people to be in such relationships. The Church preaches love and so long as that is the basis for these arrangements; I can see nothing dreadfully wrong. Of course, the Church would prefer there to be proper marriages."

"You mean you would be prepared to conduct marriages in these circumstances? Would wed me to all of my wives?" Scott asked, his surprise obvious.

"I would be delighted to do so your Grace! When would you like this to happen?"

Scott discussed the possibilities of a summer wedding here at Inveraray, but asked the good Abbot to keep things a secret for the moment. After the Abbot left Scott searched for Gabrain and shared with him the somewhat surprising news as to the Church's views on pluralist marriages. Gabrain wasn't as surprised as Scott however, but he did agree that a ceremony for Mhairi, his second wife, would probably go down well in his household. He pointed out that the marriages would also legitimise some of Scott's children in the eyes of the Church.

From that point on Scott began to put a plan together in his head for a ceremony fitting for the women in his life. He had given all of them gold rings, but now he had the opportunity to do something beyond that.

As was Scott's normal routine in the ninth-century, he took the opportunity of the long dark winter nights to think, discuss and plan for the coming year. He expanded the people involved in this now to encompass the specialists too and of course he included David and Crinan to help their development.

His father was at Fortrenn so couldn't be included, which was a pity as power was central to so much that he wanted to achieve. There were other things to consider however, and he now started discussions covering a number of fronts.

"My friends, I feel we need to increase our capacity to produce the kind of oil based products that will become essential. I think you should prepare plans for a refinery somewhere in Fife to take advantage of the oil we are able to extract from the shale there. It need not be a huge refinery, we should start small and then gradually build it up."

"That will require specialist pipes and tanks to be manufactured your Grace." Said one of the engineers.

"What did you have in mind for these products your Grace? There are many directions we could go in." Contributed another.

"We will need fuels, for vehicles and for planes. I would like to see the first planes produced soon. Again these need not be too ambitious, basic biplanes would do as a start. But there is something else that we will soon find crucial to our development, particularly of machines that have engines in them. We need to be able to produce synthetic rubber. That will be required for gaskets, for sleeves, for tyres even."

MacKelvie's eyes lit up at Scott's reference to a plane. He liked the sound of that clearly. "To do that we will need to develop catalysts your Grace, some of which will require specialist metals and the like. Wouldn't it be easier to find a source of natural rubber?"

"Well, you tell me? How long and how difficult would it be to develop synthetic rubber?" Scott asked.

"To perfect the process with what we have available to us now might take a year or two your Grace. It might well be far quicker to sail to say South America and try to pick up some natural stuff. With the new ship that wouldn't take but a few months."

"What would be involved in processing natural rubber?" Scott asked.

"It would probably take some trial and error, but the basic process is simple enough in theory." Said the chemical engineer. "Tap the rubber tree for latex, mix it with formic acid to make the raw rubber then 'cure' it using sulphur and some other agents. The curing, or vulcanisation, is the tricky part as that's were you can control the qualities of the finished rubber."

"Well that might be a job for Sigurd and his men or maybe that could be a use for ships in our winter months if we got the timing right. Our ships largely sit idle for these months currently." Scot thought aloud, his business degree coming to the fore once more as he tried to 'sweat his assets'.

"How are we for labour?" Scott asked next.

"We've got more than enough for what we're able to do currently. That might change when we get power and begin to expand production and diversify into some of the other things we need." Said the civil engineer.

"I want you to begin to look at drawing up plans to begin to build everything underground." Said Scott. "All building work should be 'future-proofed' so that new technologies can be added easily as we develop them. I'm determined we shouldn't mar the natural beauty of our country.

"The hydroelectric plant should provide 'clean' power, all that we need for the moment given the scale we are working to, but I don't want you resting on your laurels. Plans for exploiting Scotland's other great power potential should also be developed - wind, wave and tidal energy should be foremost amongst these.

"Somebody also needs to take charge of logistics in relation to power. The priority should be hooking up production sites, but after that I want to ensure we distribute power throughout the country for domestic use. We shouldn't simply start with Dalriada and then go wider. I want to make a point of letting the people see that this is for all of them. That means hooking up places other than Inveraray in terms of domestic use."

There were nods round the room as people accepted Scott's view of how improvements should be shared.

"Okay, what about expansion, how are we getting on with training up new specialists?" Enquired Scott.

"You will have seen the new dormitory we've had put up? Well that's allowed us to bring in the brightest youngsters and we've been using these winter months to run 'sandwich courses', condensing the amount of time required to get them to degree level.

"When we add in the craftsmen and the apprentices that you have already and what we've been doing to bring them on, that's huge. Each of us has taken on twelve students and in those areas where we can, twelve craftsmen/apprentices. We believe that you'll have a growth in the number of qualified people by a factor of twenty or thirty by the time we get to spring. We all agree that the students will need a minimum of a year's experience before they can spread themselves around the country training up others, but that's still a massive expansion."

"Excellent!" Exclaimed Scott, impressed by these numbers. "Mac, what about the military position?"

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Space Station Sigma was one of three science outposts on the edge of space. The year is 3012 and mankind has stretched far across the stars - without encountering any other intelligent races. Bacteria and single cell organisms have been found, the promise of intelligent life is still discuses, but until 32 minutes ago mankind was not sure if it alone. The edge of space is the edge of human controlled space. Space Station Sigma, in orbit around the dark red planet #45-Sigma, is run by the Atlas...

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Surviving slavery

Sandra never expected that her life will change in a such dramatic way. Two weeks after her eighteen birthday she was on a routine scouting mission and then an arrow hit her ankle. It was an arrow coated with a sleeping poison. It was a crafty ambush made by a group of slavers. She awoke in a wagon and spent more than two weeks there with no chance to escape. It wasn't that bad. No one touched her. She was fell fed. Slavers cared to deliver the goods intact. Finally they reached their...

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SURVIVING THE CARNIVAL

He called himself The Bishop he was an Evangalistical self anointed preacher self righteous and self promoting he used peoples fears to promote his bastardized religion which was of a puritanical nature he hated gays or Homo's as he so eloquently put during his Sunday bible thumping mass he said that gays were corrupting the world with their sins promoting inter-gender relations and inter-gender marriage he called on his flock to erase the stain of homosexual lust and to restore order to the...

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Surviving The Big C

Many people in all age groups today refer to it as the big "C" rather than utter the scary of scaries: Cancer! My husband was a decent provider, nothing super successful. We had a son within the first year of marriage and then William lost that magic inner drive (libido) that makes so many men pliable to their women. The only time (after the first year) that I was able to get William to have a protracted sexual session was when I finally agreed to fellate him! I never found the idea of...

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Surviving Adversity

Aaron moved from desk to desk through the office he had spent the last nineteen years in. Oh, he had not had the same job for that length of time but he had worked at the same address. He had risen from a claims adjuster to Assistant Manager during that time. Today was to be the last time he was in the office—at least as an employee—and it was not a full day. It was just short of ten a.m. and he was making the final rounds telling his employees goodbye before he went off to an early retirement....

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 9

When Ron woke up in the morning Brenda was lying in front of him and had her back to his chest. Ron's arm was over her and Brenda had pulled his hand over her breast and had her hand over his holding it in place. Ron tried to free his hand so that he could crawl out of the shelter. Brenda pulled his hand back to her breast. Ron lifted himself to look at her face. She was still asleep. Ron gently pulled his hand away from her and crawled out of the shelter. Ron went to the stream and...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 10

As they approached the cabin Ron and Brenda gasped. The cabin was nothing but an abandoned hunter's shelter that the men had put paper and cardboard over and some trash to cover holes that they didn't have enough paper or cardboard for. The two surplus army cots and the 55-gallon drum made into a wood stove took up over half of the cabin. The walls and roof of the cabin had many holes and the daylight streamed into the cabin through the holes. Apparently any cooking was done outside, as...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 11

Ron pulled Brenda to him and kissed her tenderly. Brenda returned his kiss and the kiss grew in intensity. Their tongues started dueling. Ron moved his kisses to her ear and then to her neck and caressed her back. His hand moved to her breast and he lowered his head to her breast and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Brenda gasped and put her hand to the back of his head and held him to her. Ron gently let his teeth scrape her nipple and Brenda moaned deep in her throat. He started...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 12

Ron gathered the gear and loaded it on the sled. He decided to get rid of some of the gear that he felt they no longer needed and all of the gear fit on the sled. The sled needed a few repairs before they could start. He repaired the sled and rechecked the gear. Ron and Brenda checked the horizon to see if they could find the smoke that Ron had seen yesterday. Brenda almost immediately found it. "There it is, over there," she cried out excitedly. Ron grabbed his compass and took a...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 13

In the morning Ron and Brenda got up and Ron found a loaf of homemade bread and he and Brenda ate bread and jam for breakfast. Brenda washed the sheets and hung them out on the clothesline next to the cabin. Ron assembled their gear for the trip back home and searched for the bolt that he had removed from the rudder of the Cessna. They were sitting on the bench in front of the cabin when John Priest came walking his horse up the gravel road. He waved as he neared them. "They're going to...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 14

Ron and Brenda woke up about 8 o'clock in the morning and took a shower together. As Ron was soaping her breasts she turned her head and looked at him. "Another first, I've never taken a shower with a man before," she said smiling. "Like it?" he asked as he picked her up. "Yes," she said and put her arms around his neck and lifted her legs up around his waist. Ron entered her and started to thrust into her with the water cascading over them. Their lovemaking was intense and they...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 15

Brenda walked to her car and hesitated before getting in. She put her hand on the door handle and looked at Ron. Ron knew that she was still not sure of his feelings toward her and she was afraid to pressure him. "Brenda, your not going to chicken out on me are you?" he asked. "I want you to spend this week with me and I really don't think I can sleep without you next to me." Brenda broke out in a big grin and said, "Follow me to my place." Brenda led the way through the traffic to...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 16

Ron woke up first and pulled away from Brenda and covered her as the fire had gone out during the night and she no longer had his warmth next to her. He went into the kitchen and started fixing breakfast. Brenda woke up and came into the kitchen when she smelled the food cooking. She came up behind him and put her arms around him and pulled him to her. He kissed her quickly and continued fixing the bacon and eggs. Ron set the food on the table and Brenda complimented him on his...

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Surviving The VicePresidentChapter 17

Ron told her they would take the Expedition and took her arm as they walked to the garage. Ron held the door of the Expedition for her and she got in. Ron went around to the driver's side and got in. He reached for the key to start the car and then dropped his hand back into his lap. He reached over and took Brenda's hand in his. "Aren't you going to finish dressing?" he asked. "You don't have everything on do you?" Brenda started checking herself. She checked her earrings, pulled...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 3

The sounds of crashing waves woke most of them all at the same time. The boat was also pitching a bit more than it had been since the night the Ocean Princess sank. James lifted himself high enough to look out over the stern and see they were being carried by the tide straight towards a small island. They were just close enough to hear the waves crashing, but far enough away to confirm it was definitely an island, and not a very big one. James scanned the horizon in all other directions with...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 5

When they arrived back at the lifeboat, Jessica was ready for them. She immediately lifted his former Navy sidearm and pointed it at James. James ignored her while he put down the water pouches and unslung his waist bag. He had to get within ten feet of her to do this, but she just kept the gun trained on him until he stood up and looked at her. "You're not going to be ordering anyone around anymore!" Jessica yelled nervously. "And you're not going to be creeping up on us when we're...

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Surviving the IslandChapter 7

Neither of them heard her approach, but they both blinked out of their post-orgasmic dozing when they felt her shadow cross them. "I can't believe you did this!" Natalie cried. Then before either of them could even think of a possible response, she took off running down the beach. Stacy pulled away from him, his soft cock finally plopping loose of her tight little orifice with a sad wet sound. James grinned inwardly at the sound, but Stacy simply said, "I'll take care of her," and...

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