I’m not surprised that some of them couldn’t believe it either.’ ‘But it was true,’ Tim said hesitantly. I nodded. ‘Yes.’ ‘So you prom...sed to tell me what comes next,’ Tim reminded me. ‘I don’t know when,’ I said slowly, ‘but –’ I hesitated, trying to remember. ‘Your history – the end of your last big war – you remember when all those soldiers landed. There were beaches?’ Tim nodded. ‘But I don’t see…?’ ‘That’s what it’ll be like,’ I said. ‘It won’t all be over straight away – even I don’t. '

Yeah Right!For the rest of the morning he busied himself around his apartment, cleaning, dusting and polishing, things he didn't feel the need to do too often these days. He rarely had visitors or callers.
He looked at himself as he polished the mirror. 'Haircut.' he thought, he wanted to give a good impression so a trim wouldn't be amiss, and it would help take his mind off things if he went out for a while, so off he went.On his way back he bought a bottle each of red and white wine as he. "The fuckers would let their slaves burn," said Martha. "Gina thinks Nelson would have saved her and the rest of the slaves. He's unique in getting rather emotionally involved with his trainees. This must be the closet." She stopped at the door farthest to the left down the corridor and tried the keys."Trainees?" Brittney asked as the door opened and Martha found the light switch."He teaches the girls how to make love for the more compassionate of masters. His sister and his mother teach them. She was staringwildly at her brother, mouthing silent noooos. I held her by the backof her neck and held the tit in my hand and told him to suck it andthe fucker was still staring at it mesmerised. Only when I slapped himon his head did he put his mouth to her nipple and started licking andsucking it. She struggled, arching her back trying to pull her titaway, but he slurped on at it. Man it was a sight.. the guy suckinghungrily, she squirming and trying to push away.... groaning,squealing.