While shaking hands, those two shared a secret smile that had caused both groups of lawyers to pull their collective hair out on how to work out the m...netary value of those ginger snacks.“Do you think they will stage a coup if we added spice drops in the next set of negotiations?” Mr. Weathers, in his immaculately pressed fifteen-thousand-dollar handmade suit, asked the girl in a priceless handmade sundress while each ate a ginger cracker in front of the lawyers with pleasure.“Master has a huge. Hell, a passerby could have seen the outline of her crotch molded into the apple-skin tight material. Leggings are not clothes. I had only had one rule when gym clothes became common and popular, when my wife and daughter started filling their closets with stuff from Lululemon: Leggings are not clothes. My rule lasted for about a week, until the wife started wearing them to the grocery store. And if mom can do it…well… there is no stopping progress. I closed my laptop, set. ”“Silence,” his captor said as he was guided out of his cell. “The Admiral has other plans for you today.”They hauled him up into the prefabs, but rather than stopping at the dining hall, they continued on through the adjoining buildings. At the far end was one final door, the panel sliding aside to reveal what looked like an upscale apartment. It was decorated with the usual silken drapes in shades of purple, cascading down the walls, meeting in the center of the ceiling to give the impression. The directors promptly handed Andrew their request that he retire with, of course, adequate compensation for his years of service.At sixty-four, he was out of work. It was not that Andrew needed work or needed the money; he was by then a very wealthy man. He began to look around for something else to do and probably would have found it if Mary had not gotten sick. It was a double blow. The forced retirement had been bad, but Mary’s cancer was crushing.They had three children all grown his son.