"But I'm off work at 1500. You get off at 1700, don't you?" Assuming I'm back from the last flight," he said."Maybe we can get together for a drink or...something after you get off," she suggested."How about dinner and a drink?" he countered, realizing, as the words came out of his mouth, that he was asking a woman out on a date for the first time since he'd asked Annie in his previous life. He'd had plenty of sex on Mars, but no dates. He'd never met anyone he cared to do more than fuck until. That is too old for a slave in our world. Paul should have sold or traded me a long time ago. I could serve as a slave for many years yet, but not in our world of opulent rich masters. I am still beautiful, I know, but my age shows. Paul is losing face with his friends and associates. They think him weak for keeping me. He will not last long if he is perceived as weak. By now, he can't trade or give me away. That would just show further weakness. He must kill me or have me killed. There is no. Or plan banaye ki age kya karna hay. To Nihar bola yaro chalo ham sab 4 din ki trip me masori chale. Bahat badhiya hill station hay or char din bharpur enjoy karenge. Phir Nihar ne Travelling agency ko phone karke Mosoriee ki ek hotel resort me char din keliye ek 2 room cottage book kiya. Phir ham log ek innova hire karke masoriee keliye nikal pade. Gadi me driver ke pass koi nehi betha middle seat me Nihar or Gita bethe or ham Deepak or me piche seat me bethe. Raste me Deepak meri chuchi. So, I ask again, do you want me to make you healthy?”“What would I have to do?”“I’ll simply give you a taste as to what a new life would be like. After that, you can decide the price you’re willing to pay. For now, all you have to do is take your medicine like a good girl.” He stood up and held his hand out to her. “My flesh, my blood, my entire body is as massive torrent of power, power great enough for me to rule over both life and death. Just the oil on my fingers can show you what true.