He was watched me examine the surroundings and then gazed at my slave, evaluating her. I approached him. He looked up and greeted me, ?Tal.?I replied... ?Tal, I will need a room for the night, with a bed and clean sheets. I want a hot bath also and will need soap and a towel. And I assume you serve dinner in the next room???Yes we do, sir, we cook only the freshest catch and the bread is fresh. The room won’t be a problem and the bath shouldn’t, though it will take some time to heat the water. He was bleeding from his chest and was breathless. He launched a punch towards Ooryphyon’s side with his upper right arm, but she turned grabbed his lower left arm, and twisted it behind his back and dislocated it. She then swept him off his feet banging his head on the mat. He screamed in pain and clutched his dislocated arm.Neg was transported to the medical facility.“Some of you may question if her size change is an abuse of powers. It is not. It uses no trans-dim powers and is a common. I admitted to him that I thought her feet were sexy, too. He agreed, apologized for staring, and told me he meant no offense. Then he told me he couldn't stop stealing looks at them, and aplogized again. I told him I wasn't at all offended, and in fact I was flattered, and even turned on. I told him I would love for him to have a closer look somewhere more quiet. He was unsure at first, and because my wife by then was pretty tipsy, she didn't really know what was going on. I ended up talking. “This system works remarkably well and no case of a successful forged CITI has yet to be reported.”Still, I didn’t want to interrupt.She acknowledged this with a nod and continued. “No access to a real CITI has always been the best deterrent against spies and foreign agents.”She didn’t pause long enough for me to comment. “While a CITI can’t be faked as you know. A genuine one, however, could be issued to anyone with unrestricted access to a CITI machine.”“But I always thought, that even the.