How could she have been so wanton, so uncontrollably obscene? She knew that the answer must lie in the fact that her sexual needs had been so long unf...lfilled, but that was no excuse for the spectacle she had made of herself.She didn't blame her next door neighbor one bit for having responded to what she considered her brazen overtures while they danced, and she knew that, in losing control of herself, whether because of the liquor, or the atmosphere of the nightclub, she had perhaps ruined. Tammy repeated her question. “I’m sorry,” I apologized, pouring myself more wine. “My mind got side-tracked.” Tammy stretched her legs on the coffee table, her robe inching up high enough that I could very easily see her bald pussy. “Side-tracked,” Tammy repeated, taking a sip from her wine goblet. “What could possibly have side-tracked your mind?” I stood up and walked to the sliding glass patio doors. It was a warm summer night. I slid open the door and stepped out. I looked across the small. Entering, he found both Nesho and Sosho waiting, fear evident in their eyes."I don't have time to explain everything," he said stripping off his tunic and reaching for his woolen underpad. "There is another ship out there, Malshallian, and it looks like they will try to board us." Then we'll be saved!" cried Sosho.Dent hesitated for a moment. "Maybe," he said slowly, "but I wouldn't count on it. From what I understand, Malshall is almost as heavily into the slave trade as Jeevel and we're not. "In the first case, your forensics should have already informed you that the knife wounds were performed "post mortem" making the death due to the result of the fall and what caused the fall."Roger finished off half of his whiskey with a pained look on his face."Secondly, even though there were no signs of non-consensual interference, my niece's reputation was a bit tattered when it came to making new male friends. It would not be out of the question for her to be entertaining a new "friend" in.