"Do you have plans Sunday night?"She smiled into his eyes. "Yes, I plan on making you a wonderful dinner before you take her." Break her." That too." ...he kissed him.Sunday night came soon enough, and as Robert finished the t-bone steak and Cindy's special garlic mashed potatoes, she started to clean up. She was already wearing her slutwear: black satin bra, gartered stockings, and naughty panties. Post-dishwashing, she added black elbow-length gloves and a soft, golden evening gown. The. She could feel the ghostly touch of make up being applied, then adelicate white domino mask appeared in her left hand, and in her right,an engraved invitation.The door opened, and she stepped out. The stairs to the street weresteep but she took them willingly. Across the park she saw the hotel,taking a deep breath as she marched toward her destiny.*****It was incredibly boring. Rupert sighed as he looked down the row ofpeople kneeling awaiting his pleasure. "Ladies and gentlemen, the firsttest. I assure you it won't happen again."From Sue's comments and the looks from the other crew, she knew nothing would be done about this. It was up to her to get back at the girl. If this was the way she wanted it, then this was the way she was going to get it. But, how?She sat down at her desk trying to come up with a good plan. She idly tapped her fingers on a stack of papers, as she thought. It took her several minutes to realize what she thumping on. It was the file for her story on local. It took a seat in an oddly designed chair and was immediately elevated to eye level with the rest of us.When we were all seated, Estron nodded to Hex and, speaking in Common, asked, "Will you do the introductions, please?"Hex stood and walked around the table laying her hands on each individual. "My name is Hexitor and I am an assimilation specialist. This is Margaret Ames, trained in social psychology. Brent Baum was a retired legal representative on his home world and is now in training to be.