But that’s a long story. I’m sure that you will meet him soon. For now, Ship has just told me that she has finished with your crew, and you need t... have a strong conversation with your officers about how your women are to be treated when we eat, and from now on, actually. If your crew objects, let them understand that slavery, which to us this is – is not tolerated on our world and certainly not in our family group. If your people do not accept this, there will be serious and immediate. Hope is important isn't it? You probably hope that I am going through a phase or having a difficult time, or one of those things chauvinistic men imagine about women. And you hope that I will relent and let you spurt again. Well, why should I? You have disappointed me so much. I thought I was marrying a man; but it turns out I was marrying a pathetic, perverted girls' panty-wearer, a ridiculous girly boyette whose greatest thrill is to be wearing a girl's underwear. Apart from your little. Feather-light, I traced my fingers over my neck and lower down, sketching patterns on my chest until I eventually reached my breasts to stroke and cup them. Reversing, I retraced the pattern, shrugging out of the bustier and raising my hands to my head again. Eyes closed, I gave myself to the moment, stretching sinuously, displaying myself for his pleasure. As my arms descended, I opened my heavy eyes and gave him the sauciest, most flirtatious look I could manage before turning towards the. I was glad to see that at least some people were sad to see me go. I gave accounting the news. I was fully vested in the county-wide teacher's retirement fund so I got them busy getting me started on that. They agreed to hold my last check instead of direct depositing it. I remembered to pick up my drop-light and a three-headed contractors three-foot-long extension cord from the server room. I spotted a standard sized flatscreen sitting in the corner. I was just pissed enough to stick it under.