Mother was the exemplary Vulcan. Easily she had mastered even the advanced techniques of Kohlinaar, purging and suppressing all emotions. Her father h...d allowed his daughter and himself indulgence in curiosity and was known to smile sometimes, but only in a strictly private setting. But even then he had always been chastised by his wife. Father had lost his life in an accident that was more than suspicious, almost as suspicious as the illogically small effort that the High Command had invested. At first I thought he was going back to his room, but to my surprise, He walked to the top of the stairs, turned to look at me, gave me a salute and began descending! What the Hell?! Dad hardly ever walked around the house naked! Especially since Mom left. With my curiosity peaked, I had to follow, and what happened next will be with me for the rest of my life!There was woman was in our kitchen! A short, big breasted, small assed, skinny woman! I couldn't tell who it was, because her long, grey. I was about to tell her off, when there was thatsqueaky voice again."I see you have quite a track record with the secretaries, not tomention the floor sales ladies at this store. What have you tosay for yourself? Do you think it's easy to sell cosmetics andlingerie in this department store despite all this fuss overyou?"There it was, that sneer. I resolved not to let her get thebetter of me as I blurted out, "Huh?"That'll show her, I thought."You've been exploiting my employees! What have you. Every time they made love it was different. Most of the times it had been wild and exciting and they’d shared a level of bliss she had no idea existed. Now they were again making love. Only this time it wasn’t frantic, wasn’t wild, wasn’t a maelstrom of passion. It was peaceful and loving. She sensed that although this session might not end in a mind-numbing cataclysm, it would be the most memorable joining of their time together. This was the special one, the one they would treasure. Bert kept.