Some were receptionists. Some were house wives. Some young girls. But they all had one thing in common. They were all unemployed. Perfect! So...I set it up so I would interview 15 a day. When they arrived, the receptionist on the first floor would have them fill out a questionnaire that I custom developed just for this position. In addition, they would be require to sign a written agreement that my lawyer had developed stating that all information discussed during the interview process. Earlier, if the truth be known - though not quite, as a few have cruelly suggested, back to the days of Caesar Augustus.Now I realize that most of you have come here to read a sex story and indeed sex is a shared activity perpetuated even in this somewhat high-altitude household. What else would you logically expect? Married to a very attractive young girl many years my junior, neither "Farmville" or "Twitter" were ever likely to satisfy the libido. All of which brings us back to Christmas Eve. Hayley reached for Akiko and they gently let their lips touch. So soft and sweet so different than kissing Steve, but it had the same effect. Their kiss deepened…Hayley opened her mouth just slightly as her friend ran the tip of her tongue over the edges of her lips tasting from one corner to the other. Hayleys tongue followed suit. By this time Steve had extracted himself from between the two of them. Not knowing if this would ever happen again he ran for the video camera and the tripod.. I wondered if Deepa was already on her way back to Sin 4 and hopefully was not caught in the middle of this.We reached the planet and the so clean and spotless space port looked so different from before. Burning and twisted wrecks of the Transport ships, a toppled and destroyed Octo bot had crashed into the upper terminal building, the tough transparent Duranium window panes cracked. My stomach tightened as I saw a space bus, its side perforated with dozen of large blaster holes, still.