The comment made was that her family obviously used her like a slave in household tasks. One wonders what they're doing without her." I know what they...re doing," the RSM said. "He's bought a female slave who is warming Fourteen's father's bed when she's not being put to work in the house. I suppose it's something that he hasn't indulged in a little incest. But from what she's said, reading between the lines, so to speak, that's about the only way she's been considered."Bert shrugged. "I talked. ." Paul took them back to the argument that ended his short relationship with Cindy Carry."You can't say that I'm the cause of your sister's death." Goddamn right I can," screamed the enraged blond. "You should have called the FBI first thing. They could have saved her. You had to be top dog and call in all your Podunk cops. More like the Keystone Cops." Cindy," pleaded Paul. "If we called the FBI, it would have delayed what we did for two days." That's your story. I talked to the local FBI. "It's not *Us *!!!" the boy cried out in whatever his 'patriotism' was called.. "*Worse *!" 'Wildcard' was having to raise his voice to be heard. "It's one thing to let us have our atomic toys--But to let *Humans *play with the ultimate energy source!!?". "*_Ultimate Energy Source *_!!?" the fourth SFF member cried out, suddenly taking an interest in something other than his computations and suppositions and sketches. He got closer to them. "Is it true?!! Do we have the technology to tap. I decide to take the dress off. Once it is gone I realize I can piss standing up. I prop one leg against the tree trunk to spread my legs as wide as possible pull my labia apart with my fingers and squirt. A golden yellow stream of liquid pours out in front of me. Just as I am congratulating myself on my success in managing to piss in the forrest without soiling myself or my clothes, I notice the pair of eyes watching me. He starts to run, he is taller and quicker but I cut him off. I catch.