They sealed the life boat which meant I could not get my comp. The station above Albert’s primary settled planet had the crews bios and would seal e...ery access once the yacht arrived. Things did not work out and the captain found out that he could not sell the ship after they docked.They abandoned the ship before the station police arrived. Every shuttle or ship had their bio so they could not leave the station. At least that was what the station officials kept saying. In the cruiser it took us. "I'm Hank."Feeling a little embarressed I returned the handshake."Nice to meet you" I replied. ("Oh shit! How much did he see?)To make matters worse this guy was ripped. He could have pounded the shit outta me right there.Turns out there was nothing to be ashamed of. As we sat and chatted the late afternoon away we'd both admire the same group of joggers as they went by, both the women AND the men.As I listened to Hank's bullshit stories I started to really admire his looks. Hank had. She whispers in another ear, “but I’m not done”. Her lips nibble your ear, “how badly do you want me now?” “Baby, I’m touching myself again”, Sandra teases and again you can hear that smile in her voice. This time she puts a finger to your mouth to allow a taste, “You have been a good boy”. Your anger starts to rise…you’re not a BOY! Sandra ends up leaving you alone again. So as this story goes with the same process but with different items, a taste of strawberry, whipped cream, cinnamon. She had to explain distilled to him as well.She looked at him, smiled slightly and went back to her list. "Fifty heavy cannon that all fire twelve inch shot. Thirty field guns, as well made as the High King makes them, twelve, fourteen and sixteen-pounders."Freidal winced. All this in one small town, near the border?She went back to her list. "We don't know how many shot for the cannon we took, perhaps ten thousand balls. About two million musket balls. Two hundred tons of fireseed and close to.