He started slamming me harder, each thrust rippling through my body like an earthquake. His breath quickened. We were perpendicular to the seats, faci...g the window, our left shoulders against the seat backs. Thank God for those armrests that lift up! His left arm was squeezed between me and the seat back, his left hand grasping my right breast. His right arm wrapped around my mid-section. He whispered incredibly dirty things into my ear. He called me whore, bitch, cunt, white slut. He told me. The Irzons supplied the trans-coms; everybody on Earth-Alpha2 had access to one. And so it went; TWT's resources were stretched to the limit, but they came through with everything necessary for survival on Earth-Alpha2, and, eventually, comfort and luxury.This emergency forced a level of cooperation unprecedented in human history and resulted in the formation of an interuniverse/interstellar emergency help organization called "The Multidisc," for its logo of a disc covered with a multi-colored. In fact, she was still moving. As James reentered the room, his breathing becoming heavy and his head beginning to ache from maintaining such a taxing spell for so long, he found himself face to face with the furious goddess. Moving in slow-motion, struggling against the effects of James' temporal magic, Ishtar bore a look of rage and hatred. James stepped away from her, putting distance between the two of them.White-hot pain lanced through James' mind and he clasped a hand to his head. " I wasn't angry, just put off balance and, if the truth be known, uncomfortable about certain feelings that well up in me from time to time. I am pleasant looking with sandy colored hair, but I have always been slight of build, which means I have always been picked on. It began with my sister, who was a fat ass kid. She used to make me do her chores and when I'd protest she would wrestle me to the ground and sit on my face. I would cry under her fat ass and agree to do whatever she wanted. But.