” I asked her about the talent agency. We talked for a while about her job. “I specialize in kids,” she said wrapping it up, “and I enjoy it �...� the few nice kids, anyway. I get invited to their birthday parties sometimes. Sometimes I feel like family, watching out for them.” “But most of them are spoiled brats with pretentious parents?” “It goes with the territory.” Ironic, I thought. I so much wanted to know why she didn’t have any kids of her own – but that was too personal, for now. “So. Rain, release it doll,” he said as his innocent smile melted into a devilish grin. An orgasm was not in the plans. I wanted to ride on the edge...and Jon knew it. So, I responded, “Nuh huh.” I picked up my fork, sliced a sliver of cake, and slid it in my mouth. Insistent, Jon responded by pressing the flat of his palm into my vulva. He moved his hand back and forth; he fingered my vee and plucked my clit with more determination than ever. His movements seemed exaggerated. The linen appeared to. The last words of the dead man that was lying on the floor before her still in her ears, and he was right. She should have asked many more questions.That there were more men aboard this ship wanting her harm, there was no doubt.This time she was in Union space and all she had to do was use her working Com Unit to call for help. She was a Union Citizen after all. However so was Mortimer Evans.Oh, what a mess. Martha needed help, this was too big for her and making decisions based on emotions and. I had retired from the Army as a lieutenant colonel in my early forties and was able to apply my skill in logistics to a second career in the business world with a multi-modal logistics company in Raleigh. After many years of service there, my regional firm was bought-out by a large, multi-national Transportation-Logistics corporation. The new owners were intending to take a different corporate approach with the firm, yet offered all those senior employees with more than 20 years of service.