There was still a lot of activity going on here as Marlon's officers familiarised themselves with the new equipment that had been installed."Captain o... the bridge," announced the ship's AI.The various officers snapped to attention as a mark of respect for their commanding officer."As you were, gentlemen," said Marlon.The crew returned their attention to their instruments and Marlon took the opportunity of walking round the bridge. Everything looked shiny and new and the Captain felt like a. They buried him under a pile of rock not far from the spot where he had died. It was then very sad to see Verla crying over his grave, while she mumbled incoherent words of farewell to her mate.Within the last few days she had lost her family, and all of her tribe and now her mate was gone. But Vincent knew that the people of her world never gave up, even if things were really bad. He had discovered this while being held prisoner in Haski's village. All of the slaves there had accepted their. Most had their hands down the front of their pants. A couple weren't even wearing pants, so it was obvious what they were doing.With a growing feeling of uneasiness in the pit of her stomach Jennifer noticed that all the men were focusing their lustful attention on her. The reason was obvious. They had all participated in the rape of Debbie and saw Jennifer as the sequel."Here, little Missy Hollywood!" laughed one of the men as he threw a bar of soap at Jennifer.She reached for it, but the. . well ... I suppose I've been holding together fairly well for athirty-six-year-old mother," she giggled."I guess you are holdin' together pretty well! You're beautiful!" Terrysaid, his eyes glittering strangely.Terry saw the playful smile on his mother's lovely face, but there wassomething about her expression that made him wonder if she might reallydoubt that she was still beautiful. He wanted to reassure her."Well, Terry, I wouldn't exactly say I was beautiful ..." she smiled. "Iwouldn't.