"Yes, I've got a question. If I die, who gets my concubines?" Dale wondered."That's easy. They go to Civil Service, unless you will them to another sp...nsor. Confederacy law is clear about that. Now, I strongly advise you to write your wills, especially if you have male concubines or are in the heavy combat branches of the CDF. If you have any doubts as to why, I might arrange for you to witness the recycling process. It's not pretty. For the females, it's less final most of the time, but being. "You remembered?" she said with surprise."From the video," I said. "It's infinitely better in the flesh."She swayed to the bed, and pulled off the duvet. I smelled that perfume that had triggered such memories at the restaurant, an event which now seemed so long ago. I took a deep, deep breath and she smiled when she saw my obvious appreciation and reaction as it reared upward and twitched. She kicked off her heels and climbed onto the bed. I made to get up onto my knees but she gently pushed. . any more than all that unresolved stuff was when the guy was alive, I suspect. And I still think she needs a friend - as many friends as possible - more than you need a meeting about development grants."Which was perfectly correct, of course, and I gave her a brief hug. And then I phoned Debbie's mobile, again ... and she picked up.In fact it was both an easier conversation than I'd expected and a considerably more reassuring one. Debbie sounded quite calm - she'd done a lot of her crying on. She really wanted to watch Carol get paddled. She decided that the old 'Nothing Risked, Nothing Gained' rule applied here."Can I watch?" Linda asked Carol."No way!" Carol replied again. "I gotta get downstairs now. See you tomorrow."Linda, on the other hand, hadn't given up. As she followed her friend down the stairs, Linda saw Joy again. And, she was still dressed in the skimpy bustier, with her tits, ass, and pussy exposed for all to see. Linda decided to try it again."Joy, can I watch.