Damian administered the shots, then smacked her hard on her upturned ass. SMACK! ‘There’s a good girl. You ARE a good girl, aren’t you, Dinah??�...� Fearing reprisal for anything other than an affirmative answer, Dinah whispered, ‘Yes, Damian, sir. I am a good girl.’ ‘And good girls get wet for their Breeders, don’t they, Dinah?’ ‘Yes, sir’ ‘Are you wet, Dinah? Is that pussy of yours leaking for my attentions today?’ Dinah knew she was in trouble now. She had learned in these weeks of dealing with. Battery Four reports they'll be loaded and ready in 45 seconds."Her tone again calm, Amy ordered, "Battery Three, fire as ordered." Battery Three reports two missiles away; backup missiles firing in thirty seconds."The tactical plot showed the trailing edge of the cloud of vaporized starship hitting the planet, and beginning to rebound. A clock under the display showed a countdown to arrival of the surface waves; they'd feel a minor tremor in about five minutes."Battery Three reports backup. Coach Shirley was using her charm to work the umpire, trying to gain some advantage even as a visiting team. She projected her usual smile, and her hands-on-hips stance, slowly rocking back and forth while talking to the umpire. Perhaps she wanted to influence the umpire to call more strikes for her pitching staff. ‘He probably wants to strike at your ball-shaped tits,’ Jim was thinking to himself. The game was hardly 15 minutes old when an accident happened. Maddy hit a soft ground ball back. He was prominent, given his place at the funeraland would not be unnoticed by the people involved. They would stopworrying about him if he were dead.He really was going to the state police academy under another name fora cram course in being a cop. The commissioner would swear him in withsealed records and he would not exist except in the commissioner'sfiles. The city academy was off limits. Too many cross connections.When he returned, it would be as Jessie, no last name, one of thousandsof.