They looked around as if trying to determine which nearby male wasresponsible for Litta."Where is the owner of this truck?" they demanded."It is my tr...ck free and clear." She displayed the ownership documentsthat she had received from Otru bearing the seal of the IntergalacticCourt."You are an Unmarried Female, and there are no Males in your truck, thatownership is not legal," said one who looked like some sort of Governmentofficial."It is Legal, we just need to pay the taxes on it," she said. He picked up his tumbler from the side table, swishing the potent liquid around the glass before finishing it in one swallow. "I touched you." The words were explosive and he took two steps toward her before he caught himself. "I've seen so many creatures touch you and go insane, Mira. I've seen their eyes and I've watched as their sanity leaked from them. I've seen the pain it causes you. I know how much you hate it. I just want to help." You can't." She rose, slamming her glass down and then. "Mademoiselle wishes to see the wine list?"I shook my head. Mother had impressed upon me that the first point of contact with a potential client was for them to send a bottle of wine over to their intended 'victim'. I didn't have long to wait before Raefel, a waiter whom my mother seemed to know quite well – he was always most attentive and always gave us excellent service – came over to ask if a gentleman could buy me a bottle of wine. He indicated the mark – I mean the kind gentleman – sat at. Surprisingly Rudeolph was still asleep with little sign of him waking. Carol’s plan was dependant on Rudeolph being awake so she gently whispered his name, to no avail. She had held his favourite asset kissed it and kissed him on the lips as well and called his name and nothing had woken him. Nothing else for it, she went to the bathroom and returning with a wet flannel she washed his face applying sufficient pressure and cold water to ensure he woke up. Finding his movements restricted, he.