The captain turned back to his console and gave his reply in the same droning voice that the NASS operator had. "We are 'Free Lunch', freelance mercha...t, registered in Old Eurasia, ID: 791114SVE. We carry Terran cattle the New Amazonan government. We have license to conduct trade on New Amazona."The captain transmitted the message as well as an attachment with the trade licence. NASS' answer came just a few seconds later."Confirmed. You are clear for landing on New Amazona Spaceport South. Be. We did acquire one thing that proved very valuable over the years. That was the ability to purchase our materials through them at the bulk price that they were able to demand. This increased our bottom line by almost 20%.When we split off from the ABC corporation we tried for weeks to think of an appropriate name for our fledgling company. We wanted something that sounded homey and warm without being cute. Edie and Josh always referred to our bakery as "our Daddy's bakery." When little Jimmy. Strangely, the imp’s cheeks were most memorable because they bounced and vibrated with the enthusiasm of a cheerleader in training doing her best to earn a place on the school team with her heart-shaped perfection.Amy was truly cute with her white panties stuffed into my jacket pocket. I wanted them for nocturnal activities after the lights went out at home. I hoped that the combination of the nasal excitement from their distinct scent and the traces of the little blue pill would enable me to. " Gus told me you would be here and to let you in, if I wanted any peace today. He is just as ornery as you." That's Gus," I admitted."Go on back but don't stay long. I don't want to deal with his daughter either." Thank honey," I replied as I turned toward his room.Gus looked a little pale, otherwise he looked just fine. "So here you are, I have been looking all over hell for you. Are you hiding from me?" I was grinning from just seeing him look as good as he did. Chris had me worried, but Gus.