"Is that where you buy yours?" I asked the salesgirl.She turned towards me and looked at me as if she were going to slap my face. Quite clearly, my su...gestion that she might own or use nipple clamps was the most insulting thing anybody had ever said to her.As soon as I had asked my question, I realized that since I had entered this shop I had only thought of her as a stuck-up sales assistant. I hadn't treated her like a woman. In other words: I hadn't made any attempt to undress her with my. The tape was cut short after a nice round pair of tits was engulfing the screen as Moriah bent over to turn the camera off. Moriah opened the door to the room she was in with a stack full of papers in her hand, ready to give to the class. To her horror, she had walked in to a room full of young adults masturbating- EVERYONE in the class had their hands down their pants and was sweating and moaning or gripping the edge of their desks in the heat of the moment. She rushed over to the television. " Something's wrong," I observed, recognizing the telltale signs."Something's worrying you."She turned back around, looking at me strangely. "Do I know you?" sheasked. Her eyes seemed to be studying mine intently. It was as thoughshe thought she saw something she recognized reflected in their depths. "I don't think we've met," I said."There's something very familiar about you." Of course I seem familiar," I thought. "Our souls once mingled, andthere were times we thought we could read each. ][What do you mean?] I asked, confused. [How do you fire on that many ships and not kill anyone.][Ion weaponry. The Fa’iir didn’t have anything bigger than a cruiser, that was also why they were able to crank ships out so quickly. In fact, the majority of their ships were barely bigger than a frigate, and that was an advantage of their species’ small size. The fact that they didn’t need hallways and rooms large enough to fit people who were over a meter tall, if not taller, allowed them to.