"So far long range scouts and two more stealth recon ships have confirmed HMS Whisper's records. We also have new information that a fleet, or at leas... a large group of ships are being assembled. We can only believe that it is the beginning of an invasion force. Several stealth satellites have been dropped in key alien systems, so we will have current up to date information once we download from them."The emperor wants these aliens dealt with firmly and quickly. This is the plan as given to me. I stop eating. Not because I want to, but because the smell of food makes me nauseous. I find myself living on black coffee and red wine, wishing I still smoked. If my husband notices my lack of appetite he doesn’t comment. I decide to write a fantasy and email it to him. I’ve tried it before, but maybe this time it will work. An honest moment when I ask for what I want. This is what I write:When I walk into the house, a dining chair is in the middle of the room with a coil of rope. Oh, it will probably just be someone trying to sell me something, I thought, so I ignored it. It then rang again, so I reluctantly opened the door to find my boyfriend standing there, looking chuffed. “Y’alright babe?” he said, and gave me a peck on the lips. I was shocked.“Hi, yeah, what are you doing here?” “Oh, you know, I was passing." “You live on the other side of town, why were you passing? Are you alright?” “I’m fine, don’t look so worried. Can I come in please?” “Oh, but I look. .." he breathed. I looked up and couldsee him looking down at me, his hands pulling me back and forth ontohis shaft. He was pumping away, groaning with pleasure.Just then the door opened behind him. It was Hannah. My eyes wentwide with fear."Fifi, are you hiding away in..." Her voice trailed off as she took inthe sight ahead of her...her best friend's husband being sucked off byher own husband, dressed as a maid. Her initial look of shock turnedvery quickly into a sly smile.She continued,.