Hmm, her who? ... uhh, between her legs. And there are two, minimum, mouths working on my groin. And ... Darn, I am totally buried in women. It must b... every woman in the harem, all nine of them. I hope the springs can handle it. Good thing that I got one of the few pods they put here on the base. I need the big bed. Good thing that RHIP. Hmmm, there is a lot of moaning and groaning going on and I am barely awake. This seems a bit unfair.“Hey, who is dealing with Robert and Stephen? I hope they. I follow his scent, but soon I sense something before me, some barrier that will not let me go further. It is like a big weed and yet it is also like rock, very hard; it has small holes that let the water flow through, but much too small for me or for Kitik. I come to this barrier and I stop; Kitik’s scent is very strong now, but he is on the other side of this strange rock-weed.I call out to him. Very quickly he answers! Yes! It is really Kitik, and he is there; I sense him and I can even see. If this ended up in court, I was going to need a lawyer. I thought about getting a hold of my ex-wife’s. I knew from bitter experience that she knew what she was doing. But considering how she had raked me over the coals, she wouldn’t be cheap. Besides that, who would I point the lawyers at. Fitzpatrick? He could say it was a simple business offer and claim client privilege. Wilcox? There were no witnesses. He could deny our conversation ever happened.By the time I got to town, I hadn’t come up. Trina was nice – she was letting Cat be Cat, because Cat can't be a dog, she can only be Cat, but people don't see that, they want her to be what they want, and maybe that was what she liked about Trina – that Trina was too involved in herself to worry about anyone else, to find fault with anyone else. She didn't care. Everyone was equally inferior to her."Having fun?" Smirked Trina, amused at Cat's ch*ldlike stroking of her skin, Cat nodding in response to her question.Cat really didn't know.