“Well done, Tillan! That’s how it was done on most of my home-world,” Dad congratulated him.“You put him up to this?” I asked, somewhat bemu...ed.“He’s quite old-fashioned. He asked me for permission to marry you and then how my family tradition did it,” Dad explained with a smile.“Talgard is oddly old-fashioned,” Tillan explained. “My Mum and Dad are looking forward to meeting you, along with my sisters.”“A shame they couldn’t be here,” my Mum replied.“I did offer to pay for a liner berth, but. ‘I’m sorry I had to hurt you before, but I had to obey the master.’ She was apologizing for almost biting off my nipple? ‘I’m one of the first two he took. I’ve tried to fight back. I tried to run away the first time he took me out somewhere. He caught me and he punished me.’ She was quiet for awhile, her eyes clouded over fearfully. ‘He takes two every three years or so. He does his research and he drives a long way to get them. With you two there’s twelve of us.’ ‘Twelve?’ My mind spun, two. "Sandy, if I probed your mind for memories, they'd come to me in the form of thoughts. Telepathically, I won't, no make that can't witness any more than what you just told me. You have nothing to fear from me. I'm not sure about Josh. He reads emotions and sensations, so he might relive the emotions and sensations you went through during the incidents, and I stress might because I'm not clear how much detail he uncovers when he reads attitudes long buried, or even fresh attitudes, for that. A feeling of warm affection came over her and she took the damp cylinder into her mouth."You don't want it again!" he asked, wondering at the appetite of the well-fucked woman. "Mmm," was all she could answer. As she worked on him he watched her pensively, then he said, "Would you mind if I brought a friend, next time."They had met a few weeks before. Paul had rung her doorbell, selling small bunches of flowers. She had been enchanted by his youth, his open-eyed innocence, and she had invited.