"Her private secretary, Jason Goodnight was concerned that her explosive show of emotions would cause her some physical distress. He pressed a glass o... plain lemon water on her and gave her a tiny aspirin to swallow. She tossed it down like it was a double shot of whiskey."That's what I really need - a good stiff drink", she thought to herself.The need to relieve herself forced her to hand the glass to Jason and make a beeline to the private washroom. She did not bother to lock the door. This. It's an era of opportunity. Adventurers travel through space seeking glory, pirate's hunt for riches, republics seek to free people from autocracies, autocracies seek to gain territories of republics, monastic states seek to redeem infidels ? through word or fire, warlords seek to establish their own domains. Aliens, that are in minority, fight for survival, freedom from human oppressors or to enslave them as their sex toys, breeding stock. There are very few of free alien nations.The fashion. Both of them wanted a feel of the well-defined white boy. Miketwisted in an attempt to keep their hands off him. ?Mikey?! ?Turn your sorry ass back around so we can checkout that body and do it now?! Allie was obviously not kidding around with thatrequest. Mike did so slowly and immediately felt the black girlshands rubbing over his muscles. They were like vultures in their exploration,having him flex certain muscles as they explored. They fondled him for quite awhile but never let their hands. Beside her sat David who was carrying a stinger, not the lightweight model the Marines used during extractions back on Earth but a heavy model that looked like a support weapon and was used to control rioting crowds aboard colony ships."Remember what I said earlier," said Bert. "Stick with me and try to remain silent. If there is a problem I'll try to deal with it but if I need someone stunned, do it. Don't hesitate or we could all be in trouble."David nodded in understanding.Bert turned to.