I don’t think I want to re-up. I might get transferred out and I like it here.”“Well, that answers one question. Supposing you stay – what wou...d your plans be?”“I was hoping for a place in security as a civvy, sir.”“Good enough. What I’d like you to do is ride with Commander Whitfield back to Earth and assemble the supplies you need for a pilot project. I’ll issue you with orders to that effect, and a pass, contract of employment, and so on, so that you’ll be okay to return if the trip is. Olga was sensational. Entirely naked apart from high-heeled slingbacks, and immaculately shaven I noticed, she was tall and almost statuesque. Fair-skinned and with very blonde hair of medium length, she looked like a Nordic goddess. Although by no means skinny, she had less meat than I normally like to see on a girl but she still achieved an impression of curviness because of the remarkable narrowness of her waist compared with her shoulders and hips. This effect was added to by her breasts,. Jon had called her and she had come over as fast as she could when Jon told her that he thought Hugo was going to flog Helen to death. What Martha couldn't understand was why. Helen had had a session with Dina (for God's sake a sixty year old woman) and Jon while Hugo was away, but this went far beyond discipline and far beyond any sexual jealousy, which wasn't one of Hugo's faults anyway; this was a blind frenzy.Martha went down stairs leaving the semi-conscious Helen still manacled as Hugo. After a while, they included their mother in their shopping trips and tours around the island. Every so often I would hear, “Dad ... come on ... she quit her job, you know what that means, right?” and other, sometimes subliminal, suggestions that I should give Allison another chance. The girls began making sure there was nowhere in the room for me to sit except next their mother.To my total astonishment, Allison and Danielle were either a pair of the finest actresses in the universe or they.