“Admiral Phillips, I have never seen such an amazing sight in my life. Those dogs look like some of the dogs of legend. I noticed that the dogs have...Marines that look like Marine AIs. I knew that we had a project to investigate them but I did not know that any had been manufactured. I observed the speed of reaction and my War AI informed me that no human could have responded at that rate,” said Admiral Julie Woodcock.“General Messina, we are now launching our ground assault. You will observe. ”“You heard Dante’s comments on that right?”Greg laughed, “I did. But you shut him down pretty quickly by pointing out that we’d need to double our price to do that.”“Money talks with Dante! So did the extra time it would take to do a Windows version. Schedule your meetings with the engineer and then you and I will meet with Penny next Monday.”“Will do.”May 16, 1990, Chicago, IllinoisIt had been a quiet day, but there was shocking news - Jim Henson, the creator of The Muppets had died suddenly. ”“You do yourself an injustice, lady,” her friend said. “These pert little things are certainly not drooping.”As she spoke she cupped Bet’s breasts and jiggled them through the light blouse she was wearing. The older woman tensed.“Sorry, Bet. I didn’t mean to get so…….”“No! It’s just that no-ones done that to me for a long, long while. It was a surprise.”They were both silent and Chris gently cupped the mounds again, this time gently and squeezing softly.“They don’t feel like they’re. No Slave may address their betters in such a way. Not even Warrior Slave Francine."Poor Francine was not even addressed by the Mistress. She was ignored and made to stand rigidly to attention while her future was decided. She was a Slave, albeit a highly popular Warrior Slave who was almost revered these days. She had no right to defend herself. In any case, the charge was true. She had long known at the back of her mind that she would pay one day for her insolence. Now, the day had come! But.