She’d been chosen because her unit had a full complement of soldiers (500), and the maximum number of Peons (another 500). Dire was her superior, tw... levels up. His purpose in riding with the Squadron had been to coordinate the efforts between the Odmaaran forces working for Ramla’s husband, the Emir of Kokebi Bedaran and those commanded by the Marshal of Gluboskal. To that end, he carried a small, thin, bound journal which was paired with one carried by the Odmaaran Warmaster. Whatever one of. “Maria.” Rose began. “I really need an advancement in my pay, I’ll work those overtime hours if needed.” Rose cast her eyes down, she didn’t want to see Maria’s smug look on her face. Rose knew she enjoyed the fact that she had begged her for this job. “I don’t know, you already got two advancements on your last paychecks. I don’t think Marcos would let me.” Maria said smugly as she leaned back on her chair, the chair creaking loudly under the weight. “You could go ask Marcos, but you know how. "In fact, that's why he's your ex now. He couldn't satisfy you, not the way his friend could. You're beginning to understand that now."Brenda's mouth worked as if she was trying to speak, but no sound was produced."All of you understand now. Sex with men is wrong... it's grotesque. You never want to touch a man again.The three women on the couch were openly fondling themselves."Only another woman understands what you need, and only another woman can give it to you. I'll prove it. Brenda,". Chapter 219The President of the United States.5:11 pm, November 4th, 200611:11 am November 5th, 2006 (local time)"This way, Mr. President."I followed eagerly. I could not wait to see the craft that was going to help America win its proper ascendancy of the earth.What I saw was interesting. It looked like an odd form of flying shuttle bus with a bluish field surrounding it. I had almost reached the edge of the field when a voice stopped me."Stop right there!" a voice called out."General Colt?".