Slight breathing noises. I want to say something but can’t I have something soft gagging my mouth.I hear three distinct claps and a door opening and...shutting, footsteps and very quiet giggles.Then I feel hands on my arms massaging a warm thickish liquid, the scent wafts to my nose, smells like roses. I realise I am naked when fingers reach my shoulders and my breasts. I stiffen, I am scared. There is nothing I can do I can’t move and can’t see. Fingers rubbing my nipples and I feel each nipple. “What’s Techne’s job? What’s my job? Where are we going? Am I going to join the Alliance? Are we going to Home?” The questions felt like they’d keep tumbling out if I didn’t stop them, so I clenched my jaw shut.Mal, Ross and Techne glanced at one another. Techne grinned. “Dr. Corgain-Erwitts, do you wanna field the physics?”Mal up with one of his flexible hand-feet and set a pair of lenses on his face, which made him look dignified and reserves all at once. His smile was broad and his canines. A bell over the door tingled. Mark and Susan took in the place. Although it still had the look and feel of an antique shop, they didn't see the furnishings one would expect to find in such a place. Instead, it was mostly full of odd-looking gadgets, bottles of colored liquid, costumes, jewelry, and a few odds and ends. The interior also looked much larger than the exterior had suggested. To the left of the door, they saw a counter with an old man behind it. He was wearing a bathrobe that truly. It needed a damn good wash having been coveredfor the last five days since we had taken the shot for the fake media pass.The crimson fingernail was my own and I hooked it under the thin membrane holdingthe padding against my nose. God it felt good to get rid of that too. Selena had taken advantage of my rule that, when it was just the two of us,she stayed in her place as a sub' and my personal ponygirl; but, when I neededhelp with new recruits for the business she was allowed to pretend.