"Ms Jenner?" she said. I nodded. "Sorry I'm late, Mr Lomax – Andy, the owner – has had to go into town for something urgent. He asked me to come a...ong and meet you in his place. I'm Linda – Linda Whittaker – and I'm sort of his PA / dogsbody ... but hopefully I can help, anyway."I was amused by the self-deprecation in the way she put that, and liked what I saw, too ... she had a refreshingly genuine smile, seemed eager to please ... well, working for Andy must be quite a challenge, I'd have. He's found a grant source that will cut the other donor's contributions in half. He's also found an architect in the next town down the road who's very interested in the job. He takes my sketches with him when he drives over to interview the guy. Apparently the man likes my sketches so much he asks Dad if he got them from another architect. When Dad tells him I did them, the guy suggests Dad start looking for a good college of architectural design to get me enrolled into. The big concern, of. They failed, but it claimed the lives of quite a few Iridien, and the Durale on the flagship, before it was suppressed. Next, the Durale sent a group to Mars in an effort to plant their mind control drug in our food system at An Clochán. They failed again and were punished. Now it looks like they tried again.”“Wow. Is everyone okay?”“Pretty much. Several Star Fighter pilots were injured. Some injuries are pretty serious, but they will be fine after a couple of weeks in the medical center. All. I was bred like a cheap chinese whore. I remember when he was finished I felt semen leaking out of my vagina and I saw semen stained on the rungs between the chair legs. And I heard camera clicking. He took pictures of me tied up on the chair with semen leaking out of me. For the next several months I was his personal maid, cook and cum receptacle. I gained the privilege of living in his gorgeous three bedroom mansion in Connecticut and in return I had to clean his house in the nude, cook.