After she brought in the fixings for the booze, we made our drinks.Brewster sat down and drank some of his drink and sighed blissfully. “Now, where ...ere we? Oh, yes, discussing science fiction. Well, the first thing you have to understand is that all of the actual work is done by your staff. Forget about the sound bites and speeches from the elected representatives of this our great democracy. They don’t know shit about what is going on. It’s their staff that runs the place.”“How big is my. Arceinos mouth found its way from my cheeks to my slightly ajar mouth. His lips were warm and soft, his tongue slipping into taste mine. For as big as Arceino was, he was very gentle with my smaller body. His hand slipped down between us to encircle my rod. He gently brushed it and toyed with it as I writhed in pleasure from his touch. I felt myself leak some fluid as he played with my innocent body. Arceino rolled off of me to pull a jar out from under his bed. It was a jar of grease which he. Tongue! Yes! What a bizarre thing."I am here, Wantu'u. This is very strange." Szx'ee looked at his partner's shell. Other words were forming: male. "You are in a male body, Wantu'u."Wantu'u cocked "his" head. "Yes... and you are... female. Interesting. We are not able to access the personalities of these hosts, but concepts and general knowledge are available."They moved closer to each other on the... couch, looking at each other with human vision. Wantu'u was surprised that they had been. We will straighten you out. You will love us when we are done with you. You will care. You will love. You will give these to others as their slave.” “We have been training slaves for over six hundred years. We have never failed. We NEVER will. You WILL be trained.” The word seemed to hang there in the air and then fall with the weight of the world. Relief washed over her at first that her c***dren were safe. The other words stung and bit into her. She had not been born with red hair but she had.