" What!" I heard the colonel scream out.My master obviously realized what was going on. "If you are calling for Colonel Johanes," he said. "He's disco...ered that the orders sending him here were not valid." I need to speak to the colony governor," a crusty voice called out. "It is my understanding that renegades inhabit the planet. They were supposed to be rounded up before I arrived." James," Veronica called out. "The communication is coming from one of the new ships. We have four more ships in. Daring. ?Must be seen by some one. Some man.? Make thembelieve he was real. Yes. How? Go to the bar? No, no. Much too dangerous. Someonemight see him. The hotel staff might recognize him and throw him out. Worse,they might not know him and think he was a call-girl. A trollop. A Hooker.Picked up by the police. Humiliated. No, no. Never go out. Never be seen. Thisis private. If he was caught it would mean public ridicule or jail, or both.But ... But to feel like a woman. To wander outside where. She’d thought it was her regular money plus the fifty. She was pissed to have to fuck me, and even more when she learned how cheap he’d sold her to me. I sat down at her table uninvited, told her about Don’s problem, and asked if she had any suggestions, somewhat hoping she’d offer to solve the issue herself.“Another freebie, asshole?” I just grinned and waited. “I think I may know someone,” she said through a mouthful of Whopper. “She’s not pro, but she has helped me and some other girls. Besides, her place just happened to be on the wrong side of the intercostal waterway and it was expected the surge would flood the entire area destroying the first floor of any residence. The high rises would be relatively safe because they were all built to withstand a category five hurricane and most of them had generators to back up any loss of electrical grid. Unfortunately, the high rises were so fucking expensive that she didn’t have the chance of a snowball in hell to rent a unit. They.