"I'm the head of the Institute." And I thought I had it bad!" she sighed. "Being the first unmarried President makes the holo-reporters go insane if I...have a late meeting. God forbid it be with a Positive!" We had to rush a Healer to the hospital for the holo-reporter who fell off the roof that one time," I said."It's your fault," she accused. "Your sex life is so accessible, people expect every media figure to fuck on camera. Of course, nobody can get your ratings. What was your last. “Don’t we just! All the same, I still can’t get over what a woman can be made to do,” said Rosalie.“To be honest, nor can I . . . yet,” smiled Glenda. “But I’m beginning to accept it. I’ve come quite a way since I first went aboard the ‘Paradise’. And that’s not all that long ago.”“I suppose one can get used to anything after a while . . .”“Mmmm . . . even sucking Quentin’s cock, like she’s doing now. She really is going at it, isn’t she?”“I’ll say . . . and Mr. Osman . . . I mean, Quentin. " She said softly. Smiling I nodded and clinked my glass with hers making a musical note as if to herald in the oath. She smiled too. We sipped our drinks as we looked into each other's eyes. In reflecting on that moment, I had never felt so much love toward another person since the day I married my wife or the day of my daughter’s birth as I did toward Jean right then. Long minutes passed as we made eyes at each other and sipped our champagne holding hands. Again an irksome feeling hit. Why the gig and not a transporter?At the appointed time, Helva’s gig mated with the Bunte Kuh’s docking lock. Pierce, Vivie, and her three concubines approached and waited for the lock to clear and open. As they arrived, the Captain and Boatswain were surprised and somewhat concerned to see the ship’s entire complement of Marines standing at attention in full dress uniform. When Boats entered the lock, the detachment snapped to attention and saluted. Then she was gone.The party boarded Helva,.