Do you realize they’re now teaching military personnel how to correctly speak Zssizliqian by studying your negotiations? In addition to communicatin... like a native, they’re picking up your techniques, your attitudes and how to appeal to a species which wanted to slaughter them only a couple months ago. Now, they each want to emulate you!”And it’s not just you. All of your associates: human, your new spouses and those you inspire continue to follow your lead. They’re making wise choices and. . he'd get to that in due time, but he didn't want to clog his mind with her at the moment. Later... and he left them smiling after him.Back at the plush main-house, he made himself another tall one and slumped into a chair. If only he didn't have that godamned heavy gambling debt to Bovino hanging over his head, he could concentrate all efforts on Susan... and maybe get a piece of her daughter Nadine as a bonus. Hell, there was no question in his mind but what she had a case on him... and that. She could feel the heat building, a tangible force that tantalizingly threatened to swallow her whole world and leave nothing but pleasure. Her loins burned with the need to be touched, the air (though temperate) was surely frigid if her skin was to be believed. One of the dangling ends of her thick silk blindfold was manipulated and she caught her breath and hopelessly giggled in only a manner that a defeated person can manage. A tear rolled down her cheek as the soft end of the obscuring. Abbott.Mr. Abbott quickly shed his clothes and hopped onto the bed, rolling atop Cindy."No, oh, fuck, no!" the girl cried as she struggled to escape Mr. Abbott's firm grasp."Look at the whore fight!" Mrs. Grotten said. "The master's really going to pork her now!"The more Cindy struggled, the harder and fatter his already huge prick became. Finally he laughed, slapped the girl hard several times, then dropped on her with all his weight.Again, the air was forced from Cindy's lungs. The girl saw.