And only because my brain is like a tiny computer now. If I actually slept, I imagine I would wake up and it would be like I had simply closed my eyes...and jumped into the future by several hours.” She put a hand on Eulalie’s human thigh. She would have put it on her friend’s shoulder, but the Arachne was too tall. “It’s not something I ever got over, and I don’t think it ever goes away.”“I know, but ... all these feelings are just so ... heavy. When I’m in the middle of something, I’ll forget. All we have is in the public domain anyway and in the latest editions of the Space Pilot. What the USN wants is our post visit reports on port activity and general standards of the authorities' handling of movements. Plus comments on Naval readiness and handiness and we have sent the gathered information back through diplomatic channels. So far that has been easy and speedy but as we get out into Paracelsus and Harbouria, channels are commercial with all the lack of security implied.The broad. "I don't like the possibilities," he said. "But I like this even less." he waved his arm around at the evidence. "This isn't going to save a bunch of school kids, but it might save a couple.Well he somehow managed to get out on parole for a murder. Mostly I think because the victim was also a drug dealer. What bothered me was his statement that he should never have been sent to prison, since it was only business. If that were a justifiable excuse, then one car dealer could kill another and it. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader.