” She yelped as I held her lopsided eyelash pulling it off. I threw the offending piece of pomp into the jungle. “There, now you’ll be able to s...e better.” “My name is Lorris. Please remember that.” Haughtiness kind of suited her. I grinned but didn’t dare look at her again. She actually looked funnier with one false eyelash on and the other off. I concentrated hard on my meagre breakfast ration Martin offered me. “Gee thanks, I think. I could eat a horse right about now.” “We need to ration. "It was two weeks later, and Rose Donegal wanted to go back to Independence and skin Justice Alberts alive. No fewer than twenty-five women were huddled together in the three covered wagons, and they were miserable, cold, and hungry.John Caplan was the worst weasel. From what Rose had learned, he charged the men in Fort Laramie one-hundred and twenty dollars to deliver wives for them. He wanted more, though. He wanted the women on his little wagon train to fuck men in the small settlements they. If she did it correctly, he would awaken. It had been so long since she had mind talked with a sentient being. Her race (well, the race that created her, anyway), the Vargon race, had been gone from the galaxy for eons and that was how they had communicated with each other. Naturally, their AIs were created with that ability as well. Compared to a human mind, the mental powers of their AIs went way beyond what any human had ever imagined.Darren awoke with a start. He had slept through the. No problem, I'm way too drunk and tired to do anymore partying anyway. I say goodbye to my friends and hop in the nearest cab back to my place. The cabbie is gives me looks in the rear-view mirror. He makes me uncomfortable; his tip just got cut in half. I hurry out of the cab and make sure to walk to my neighbour's house until the cab is out of sight; last thing I need is some horny cab driver knowing where I live...I stumble down the stairs to the basement door. It never locks anyway, so I.