"Ken looked over at Amy and said, "Use the correct name for them, Amy ... it's slaver. 'Procurement officer' sounds like they are buying food and drin... for their ship. These are old fashioned slavers and they need to be stopped."Amy nodded her head in agreement with her Captain."Yes, Sir. Slavers it is. Well there are six hundred and ninety-four of them on Earth. Seventy percent of them are located in major cities, the rest are scattered around the countryside."Looking over at Ted, he said,. Well maybe not. He promised to try to hang in there 'till your three months trial is up but if he walks before that, I know he's had a really good reason and I'm coming after your slutty ass."I was stunned. No one, I mean no one had ever dared to talk to me like that.The rest of the ride took place in icy silence. When we pulled up in front of her place, I popped the trunk so the door flunky could grab her golf stuff and as soon as he closed it I was out there.That bitch, well she's gonna be. Her delectable rump caused my cock to twitch as she strained forward to identify the car."It's Dr James," she gasped, "What's she doing here so early?" I don't know. I wasn't expecting her for weeks."Dot turned to face me and caught my gazing at her frilly bum in its split-crotch teddy. She smiled provocatively and waggled it as she resumed looking out of the window. She bent forward and resumed her inviting posture.From where I sat all I could see were two creamy gibbous moons bordered with. There is an announcement, over the loud speaker, that our plane will be taking off soon. The employees at the gate call the passengers to board the plane. Rob and I get in the line and walk to the entrance of the plane. I ask him where he is sitting, and we are in the same row. The plane is not that crowded, and he moves his seat next to me. Rob helps me put my carry on luggage in the storage department over our seats. I sit by the window, and Rob sits next to me. We continue talking, and I am.