"Quad nodded and gestured. Three quarters of Corvus's security detail detached themselves from the garden and followed him into the house. Corvus sigh...d and went back to the table. Crispa raised an eyebrow. "Trouble?" Yes, but we're the ones making it this time." Corvus poured himself a fresh cup of coffee."My favorite kind." Crispa grinned and wrapped herself around his bicep.Breakfast passed into lunch and was still going on when Quad and his team returned to the estate. He again gestured. There was a tree lined hedge between his garden and the next door neighbour. The other boundary was a lower Privet hedge. He saw me look at this and said ‘ Don’t worry the neighbours are away.You wont be seen- except by me and a few thousand porn viewers of course’ and we both laughed a little self-consciously. I showed him the stills camera and we discussed the settings. He’d used a similar one before and we weren’t planing anything too clever. ‘ How do you want to start’ he asked. ‘The usual. "What's going on?" Mr Clarke asked as he closed the open door behind him."We are asking the guys whether they prefer my shaven crotch to Louise's bush but she doesn't want to show them to compare. Bit mean, as she started it," Sarah gushed and the teacher smiled."Well we do need to cover comparisons and statistics, so why not. Louise, please undress."Sarah smiled. She knew Louise had had sex with her boyfriend at the Year 10 school field trip, as she shared a room with her and overheard them. The other men in the room were concubines. With two or three missions to Earth per week lasting from as little as fifteen minutes to forty hours—averaging ten hours plus planning, preparation, briefing Central Command and then the After Action Report and whatever recovery operations were needed—and adding in sleep learning, real-time physical training sessions, and one-on-one family time I was very keenly aware that there were only one hundred sixty-eight hours per week. I was restricted to six.