The Weaver And The WindChapter 10 Crawling Round the Charles
As the transportation committee, Cor and I had taken our job seriously. We chartered a grav-bus. One of the new, sleek ones designed for high-end customers, with some seriously pimped out accoutrement. We pulled up in front of Stratton at 7pm where the rest of the crew were waiting. We weren't hard to spot. A luxury grav-bus with "Charles River 50 Mile Club" emblazoned on the side made us a bit obvious. The sixteen of us piled onto the bus. The girls were definitely dressed up and...