Putting his hand on his knees he puked up peanuts, popcorn, chips, and booze spewing over the grimy mop room floor.“Money,” she said, her voice ev...n colder, crueler her eyes set on him in an angry glower.“No,” he croaked, at once he saw the big steel toed boot rise. His groin exploded in pain as he collapsed to the floor his shoulder landing his vomit. From his left pocket he pulled a large wad of bills, ones, tens, twenties, and a couple of fifties, then he tossed the bundle at her.“Take it. I had yet another happy minion, ready to serve me, now. Of course, that was the moment when Deputy Kenya Jones happened to walk outside the Sheriff’s Department office and catch me offering my blood to Rosie. She glared daggers at me and walked over to me as if to bust me giving the police operator an illegal substance (which V was, even if just my own). I smirked and began to glamor the deputy as well.“Kenya, you no longer care about police work or wish to be a deputy, let alone Sheriff. You. A warrior poet. A lover of women." What is less commonly known, is that Kurtz of Ar was once in theservice of the Priest Kings."I nod, and then I catch on."Once, you say?" Once," Misk repeats. "Kurtz's last mission for us was to secure alocation in the jungles of Schendi against our ancient enemies, theKurii"Hearing the name of the Priest Kings enemy spoken aloud, the bear-likeKurii, makes me start. It is a forbidden word. The Priest Kings andthe Kurii, the other alien species found on Gor,. Her hair fell over her shoulders and brushed the light skin of her breast. Freckles stood out on her cleavage that was exposed by her low cut shirt. My eyes followed the lines of her body down to the curves that were her belly. The outline from the form-fitting shirt showed the softness of her cute pug. Then following that down and back I saw the cushion of her round ass. Soft enough to squeeze but not too big. My mouth watered at the thought of it on pressed on my lap. My eyes moved to her.