His next memory was in the hospital, withparamedics fussing over him.Sitting in his hotel room, he wondered whether he should have shared thewhole tru...h. Soon he put the thought aside and listened to the crash ofthe waves through his open window. He was first drawn to the balcony fora better view of the ocean, then down to the shore itself. He traveleddown through the lobby and out onto the beach, sitting where the watermet the sand. The brine felt magnificent against his legs, moist. Most of the male members of the tribe had their share of mistresses but he was not typical and had no female staff in his retinue except now for the gifted slave girl with the submissive attitude and pleasant personality. She had told him her name but he was unable to get the pronunciation correct due to the foreign sound so he simply called her “Girl” and she would know he was addressing her.Things were on an even keel at home until he caught his wife beating the girl quite harshly one early. She did it. The skirt fell to the ground and she only stood up there only in her black, lacy panties. They were sheer black and you could see the shaved pussy through the material. He snapped more photos. "Turn around" he command....She did. She faced me and I smiled at her. She was flushed. "Bend over" he told her again....This time with her back to him....Snap, Snap,..more photos..."Now lower your panties to the floor " He commanded....she did it...and exposed her ass and pussy to him as she. ”“Guns, ready a shipkiller. Your target is the Venti. We shoot in 17 minutes, when the Vertus passes below the Thessian horizon.”Guns looked at me like I was nuts. I didn’t blame her. We hadn’t been identified by the Sa’arm. We had almost eight days before our situation would be critical. But things weren’t going to get better, and we couldn’t survive a stand-up fight. I looked back at Guns, until she ducked her head and started working on a shooting solution.I hit the intercom for engineering..