" Do you have the phone number for the main office?" I asked him."There again is the problem. Every time I call them the number has been changed." He ...hook his head as he looked at the floor."Bullshit like this I know how to handle. You are trying to be a gentleman executive. You were a major in the SAS. You did not get to that rank inviting people to Sunday school. Call whoever you have to right now, track down the new number and hand the phone to me."He whipped out his Sat COM and started to. When she did, she caught two of the enemy fighters as they came around an asteroid."Ok, Ma'am. Good night."Jim activated his helmet and started to go out when he saw Commander Hall staring out at the fighters, and seemed lost in thought."Ma'am is something wrong?" I don't know Sarge, but ... I just got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach and a shiver down my back."Stepping up the armored glass that was protected by the shield, she looked out the main launch bay into space."Sarge, I want. Whatever are you wearing? Are you in mourning, boy?"Servitors were arriving with huge platters of food and I was offered my choice of roast meats. I chose some beef and some of the Timmon, which I knew would be slightly sweeter. When a platter of duck passed, I helped myself to some of that, too. I also loaded some roast potatoes and a yellow vegetable that was called trunip onto my plate.Another servitor offered me a choice of drinks."I have vina or lea, Highness."I was unsure what either was. You didn’t stop him,” She shook her head. “Of course not,” she told him. “Was... was it nice?” Ginny smiled as she slowly stroked him. “It was very nice, actually. Been a long time since another man’s hand has been down there.” Larry groaned. “He was very gentle for someone with big hands,” she told him. “Did you touch him?” Ginny was silent for a moment. “What do you think?” Larry sighed. “You... you touched him?” Ginny nodded. “Held him just like I am holding you now.” “Is... is.