I stared at her, taking in her tiny waist, toned legs and seemingly flawless skin.Rachel approached my trembling body and traced a finger down from my...cheek to my neck, setting her hand on my shoulder as it moved down. She leaned in to me and we kissed, the intoxicating taste of cherry lip balm once again capturing my attention. She must have worn it over her lipstick. "Untie me Rachel." I begged her softly. Her tongue touched mine as she slipped it in my open mouth. I made out with her tongue. Just like one of our pods. Good. The AIs had said I wouldn't have to take my glove off, but I'd been worried.Before I went any further, though, I called out "Hello the ship! Permission to come aboard?"Pretty much the same voice as all the AIs we were used to. That had been another worry. Would this ship understand English? The AIs had assured us that their translation routines had been disseminated to all Confederacy AIs that might deal with us."I am Captain Roger Edelmann." I stopped talking. The black men on either side of the thick white woman reclined with one leg up as their big black tools grew in their pants. Tammi’s hands were busy on both men’s units, feverishly making sure they would be hard for her when the time was right.The black men, almost in unison, removed their boxers and moved up onto their knees, their rigid black members fully exposed for the first time as they each pointed at one of Tammi’s enormous perfect tits. The white whore grabbed both of the black cocks. Jacque crowed, “Oh! She is going to salivate when I show her these.”Hasid gently touched the necklace and nodded with satisfaction. “You are a man with exquisite taste, Mark,” he said. He looked at me shrewdly. “Why do you insist they are heirlooms? We would buy anything you make. You could use a working name if you don’t wish to use your own. It would make them more valuable, as well.”I looked at him in surprise. I had only fixed the other pieces and brightened them up. I admit the set with.