Finally, Brian couldn't resist the opportunity thrust into his hands with Kelly being there in private with him, the door closed and no one looking fo... him for at least another hour. He stood from his chair and walked over in front of Kelly. She looked up into his eyes, not knowing exactly what she expected to see in his face, and Brian reached down, placing his hand on Kelly's right shoulder. She allowed her eyes to wander down Brian's face to his chest, and then on further downward where she. It was clear that I wasn’t a typical head of state or politician. I was a living, breathing demigod among them, truly the right hand of God. I had powers mere mortals could only imagine, scarcely fathom.And for my part, I already had my eye on Krystal Perez in particular ... damn, she was smoking hot! Her father’s Nicaraguan blood was mingled with her mother’s Scot-Irish just right, giving her auburn hair and hazel eyes that contrasted well with her sultry, earthy complexion. Sally Morton was. “The Pinwheel is very spacious, never had any feelings of claustrophobia or overcrowding while I worked there. So you’re saying life on a jump carrier is more tolerable than life in Mangala? I find that hard to believe.”“It’s true,” she said, waving her half-empty glass to punctuate her statement. “Don’t judge the colony based on beauty shots of the domes, I have larger quarters on the carrier than I did back home. I’ll always resent that my ancestors never claimed a planet during the great. “They just pulled into the parking structure.”More curses filled the room; everybody was now on the edge of their chairs as they stared at the intercom.“Whitman hack into the cameras now,” he shouted.“Bailey listen to me this is very important, your very life might depend on this.” He said in a dead tone.“Ok, I’m listening but Blake please hurry.” She said in a shaky voice.“Do you have your ear piece?” he asked her.“Yes,” she breathed.“Where’s my footage?” he yelled. Blake pushed his chair back.