Ninety-eight percent of our steel comes from there. Forty-six percent of our food, our food, comes from there. The profits from that planet account fo... more than twenty-nine percent of our tax base. And, as if that wasn't bad enough, more than a third of our navy is in dock under Martian control right now. Admiral Jules, I trust you have prepared a side-briefing on the implications of that." Yes ma'am," Jules answered, grateful that he'd taken the time to do that. He almost had not."Very well,". Grabbing everyone, one at a time, I danced the night away. Shikha was sitting waiting for Tushar to dance with her. He didn’t get the hint and just kept talking with his known friends.I walked up to them and asked them both if it would be fine to dance with her.Tushar’s response was “Why not? I’m not going to.”The disappointment that showed on her face from Tushar’s remark. Soon disappeared as we got to the dance floor. Shikha smelled amazing and her eyes drew me inside her. The music slowed. "Not yet my love. You get ready while I go into the bathroom for a special preparation."With that she scooted over to the bed, grabbed her bag and disappeared into the bathroom. I took a deep breath to settle my nerves and then got the room ready. I lit the candles, put the cider in the ice bucket and placed it by the bed and put the snack tray on the small table. The lights had a dimmer control so I turned them way down so the candles would show better. I undressed and hung my clothes in the. It was on a Saturday morning, a beautiful sunny start to the day and my husband and I were breakfasting in the kitchen, and remarking to the reports in the morning press about the antics going-on in the 'Big brother House', TV series, where last night one of the younger girls had giving a boy a 'Blow-Job', on cam.The kitchen door swung open and our sixteen year old daughter walked in wearing her pajama top only, and a morning smile, I got a customary peck on the cheek, standing at the stove,.