Is it because of what she said or what she did? I could not understand why I felt so betrayed.She spoke again in a calm voice. “I am sorry, Shilu! T...at was very bad of me. I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I said.” There was regret in her voice, and I knew my sister enough to know she wasn’t pretending.Tears rolled out my eyes. And, they flowed in a steady stream. “I am sorry too, Sneha. I shouldn’t have said what I said earlier. But I did not know what to do. I just saw you in an. It was about the four kilometer mark when I became aware that someone was pacing me off my right shoulder. That wasn’t unusual, but more often than not, they would drop back or pass me, wanting to run at their normal pace. In this case, that didn’t happen. I finally took a look over my shoulder as we rounded a street corner and saw who it was.My shadow runner was a woman; quite tall and very blonde. She looked like she was quite comfortable at my pace and stuck right where she was over the next. He smiled and then smiled even wider when he realized I was almost naked.Ted pushed me over to the bar and we took a seat."Do you remember the last time I brought my bitch in here?" Ted asked."Are you kidding? Prettiest tits and pussy I ever saw! If I close my eyes I can still see her sitting there with here tits hanging out." The bartender responded."Well, she's had a little more training now. I thought I would bring her in for that 'tip' I promised you." No shit!!!" the bartender exclaimed, a. Thousands would die in each minute. As often as not a captured ship was so damaged that it was no longer capable of continuing to travel across the vast distances of empty space. In fact, frequently the victors of such a battle would face not the slaughter and torture they'd already administered on the wretched survivors of the enemy vessel, but a long slow death as the life-support systems broke down.There were many brave comrades in abandoned space craft who were now starving, thirsty and.