"You too... but who is she?" she asked Megan suspiciously."Oh, my niece," she told her, "she's going to school here." Your niece...?" she asked."My si...ter adopted her as a sort of exchange student deal." So you mean she really is a student?" She asked curiously as she stareddown at me."Yes, I am," I told her myself a little annoyed at being talked about."Sorry..." she said bending down, "my only encounters with littles are mybrothers at home... they don't do much but poop and pee in. There would need to be careful fact checking by the Court so that no false claim against a debtor could succeed. There would also have to be some limits on the nature of the enslavement imposed by the Court so as to provide proportionality between the fault of the debtor and the duration and intensity of the punishment to be imposed!" Bill, you are making a mistake in thinking that the primary purpose of debt enslavement is to punish. To be sure the debtor will experience it as extremely. "OWWwwwwWWW!" I wailed. "You're fighting dirty!"He chuckled and whispered into my ear. "Ah, but is it working?" he asked."Jeez, yes, -- oww -- yes, you're right, you win!" I yelped.With that he let me go and stood back, arms crossed across his chest. I patted my poor aching follicles and worked the sparks out of my twisted arm and elbow."Now, Jack, me boy, what did you learn from all of that?" he asked, smiling and rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet."That you fight dirty," I. She could still taste him on her lips, feel the way he’d kissed her all the way to her toes, which were still curling in her combat boots. But instead of a kiss, he tapped her helmet, taking a step back. ‘Just be careful, Mia.’ She gave herself a mental shake, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. ‘Yeah, careful, I got that.’ Picking up her rifle, she gave him her hand, letting him help her up on the ledge before he got hold of the rope, putting it behind his back and bracing himself. .