But like I said, I was intrigued by this long tall scarecrow with twin wind socks. So I started my investigation. What? I do have the investigative ge...es you know. The first thing I learned was his nickname – Dombo! You know, like Dumbo the flying elephant. Kids can be so cruel. The second thing I learned about Dom was he was man totally comfortable with himself. He always knew he wasn’t perfect, but so what. God, that we all could be that way. Anyway it was still amazing that that Dom got. "I'll be touring my other store branches," Cehrina told Amy with a lookthat got the manager's attention right away. Especially the tone in hervoice. "Like Jennifer, I warn you that you had better meet the samequota she was to make, if you don't want to be demoted from manager topart of our visual merchandising staff." Cehrina left the store bright and early in the morning. Amy was left toget the store ready to open at ten. Without a helper of her own, likeshe had been for Jennifer, Amy found. I pushed the door open and in front of me was Charles, his big back was facing me, trousers around his ankles with his hands on my wife’s hips. He was pulling her close fucking her from behind and she was just accepting it, their skin was slapping and her screams of pleasure rang out with every thrust. I know when she’s really turned on because she squirts, I could see and hear as her juices ran down his legs and dripped off his big balls. As I moved for a closer look, I noticed she still had. These were the products mostly in demand by the Samutz, and their war machine, and the products most abundant in this stratum.The Morg were two metres tall, three hundred kilos, and as mean as anything met by the Samutz. They sported four arms and strong backs. They were useful miners but had a very bad disposition. Their IQ suggested that they were somewhere between a chimp and a Human, depending on the various species. Their home was over sixty light years away, and required about twenty four.