"Do you like it?" I ask as I straighten my panties but leave my blouse open."Yeah," he says slowly as he continues to lick his fingers. "It's like ......um ... nothing I've ever tasted. It's like a natural aphrodisiac," he says. "Just the smell and the taste are arousing," he comments and I notice that he's not stuttering at all."I think it's that way by design," I laugh. Watching him lick my juice from his fingers is getting me hot again. "Lesson over for today," I say, standing up and pulling. We will talk to merchants and consumers. If they speak English, you can listen. If they speak Hindi or something else, then you will be there to interpret for me.”“I can do that. It is an interesting concept. Most of the clothes made for American countries are taken out of India.”“We’ll get you a pad to take notes as well.”Her eyes kept going to the topless maid that was only wearing her shoes and panties. “Why doesn’t she have clothes on?”“I told her to take them off and she wanted to obey and. .. so why the long faces? Have we realised something about the music business?" What?" Anna asked."That in the morning, the World hasn't shifted on its axis, the war's still going on in Iraq and, after being told how wonderful you are all night, in the morning it's just another meeting, another rehearsal, more work, huh?" Don't patronise us!" Anna shot back, "y'think we're stupid?" Um, no..."Freddie turned around, grinning, trying to lighten the mood. "Terry'll be here soon with lunch. Maybe. Its non-human inhabitants had mostly wiped themselves out over 1000 years ago after almost three millennia of internecine warfare, culminating in the use of the magical equivalent of biological, chemical and nuclear weapons. The very few survivors (presumably the victors) had migrated to other Earths in the Vedic Commonalty and there is precious little left alive on the planet. The atmosphere is poisonous to not only breathe but to come into contact with. It did contain the Council's prison.