He felt another jab of something sharp, this time in his right buttocks. "Mm, he's ready for eating, someone help me remove him from the spit and put ...im on the platter for eating" Alicia stated. The spit was lifted from over the pit and carried over to the table. They undid the restraints and laid him out on the tray face up, then moved his legs spread up like a Thanksgiving turkey so they could easily get to the meat on his rump, thighs and legs while still being able to get the meat of his. ” I am Dawn Blythe by the way.”“Eric Olafson.”She wore thin leather gloves and a bunch of silvery bracelets tingled as I shook her hand.The Inter system Taxi arrived moments later. It was a large D 4 flier capable of Intersystem space flight and piloted by a very tall humanoid being.Dawn said to him:”Cloud Castle on Corri-Giant pleases.”The pilot waited till a robot put the ladies luggage in the cargo box and answered. “It’s my sixth trip today, to the Gas Planet, every room is booked solid.. I'm going to sit back down with her and try to get to the bottomof this. But one question first. They have been killing themselves ratherthan talk, so why is Miss Almost Earned Girlhood talking and why now?"The Captain smiled, "Best guess? Concussion from the crash."+++++++Dan Carver sat on the grass by the lake's edge. He pulled an unwrappedturkey sandwich from his pocket and slowly ate it with both hands. Hisstomach had shrunk significantly in the last few weeks, so this would holdhim over. His teeth chattered, and his skinny body shook allover. The water beaded on his tanned back and rolled down like wateroff the back of a duck. As he peeled off his pants, he reveled skinthat was shockingly white in contrast to his deeply tanned torso. "Get up into the bathtub," Alicia said. "You're on the vergeof hypothermia." "What?" "Just get up there." Alicia followed her naked son down theplushly carpeted hall way and up the carpeted stairs. Her eyes neverleft his flexing.