"Sundowner" had, as its civic duty, informed the constabulary of the kidnap and extended that duty, as a matter of courtesy, by further supplying the ...ocation of the victims. This latter information actually hampered proceedings as it cast doubt on the authenticity of the original report. That suspicion was quickly laid to rest by the receipt of several independent confirmations of the event — a screaming female being forced into a ground vehicle by two large males while a third was delicately. Martin looked at her. "Meaning they can fly in space too?"Tina nodded, "Inertia Dampers, navigational shields and thrusters. They'll fly just as well if not better than the Raptors in space, and a whole hell of a lot faster." How much faster?" Martin asked.Tina shrugged. "If I had to guess ... based on the design and specs and the fusion core power source ... a trip to the moon would take no more than an hour."Martin's eyes widened. "One hour?" he gasped. "Is that even possible?"Endith nodded.. He fetched his credit card andwent through the formalities. It took almost a full week before thepacket arrived. Just as well. He picked it up Thursday after work. Hewanted to open it today - but no. Better to have a full week-end toappreciate his acquisitions.When he came home from work Friday, he opened the parcel in his bedroom.At the top was the collar, the vibrator and the user manual. At once hethrew the vibrator far away on his huge bed. He might be into kinkystuff, but not that kinky.. It contains little more than a bed with a threadbare mattress and blanket and a small shelf with a water pitcher and an unlit oil lamp. Its floor is bare wood, stained by water and worn by the feet of its many tenants. The room echoes with a sudden, loud thump and the door rattles with a sharp impact. From the other side of the door is a small, scraping sound: a key fumbling blindly for the lock. It is accompanied by a voice, muffled by the thick wooden door. “For fuck’s sake, woman! Let me.