“I really am an experiment. They never let me know, and all my life I thought I was flawed. Then they disposed of me,” she cried, then dissolved i...to almost inconsolable weeping.Their ship’s name was awkward, but appropriate. Distances required the Trade Association’s traveling troubleshooter and judiciary review panels - that would be Mishka’s Nexus - to be investigator, judge, jury, and punisher. When starting home, Mishka thought it was to rest and relax, but with Beryl’s information, they. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I was now the Master, and she was my submissive. Both times," she was just a little loud.I nodded, clutching my crotch."We got THREE this time," she was a bit louder.My balls ached thinking of Vets and fixing a problem."IF IT HAPPENS AGAIN ... WHAT? ... SIX!?!"The room was invaded by nurses and a couple of cops."Mr. Valmaat. You have to leave. You're upsetting the mothers," said the head nurse."What? I'm not the one yelling!" Well ... maybe that time ... just a little.The cops were a couple of pretty burly guys. I found myself sitting in a. He didn't bother with the drop bar, knowing that nothing would be out in the white-out blizzard and the chances were, that no-one would be venturing out this way until the spring thaws.He levered off the fur-lined boots, hooking his heel against the toe of the other boot and placed them under the hanging heavy coats. His Parker joined the others on a peg with his woollen hat draped over.Not for the first time since he had taken up temporary residence in the cabin, did he think the designer was.