" Are you wealthy, Tira-Mother?" Yes child. By the standards of the techs, most Tiger People are wealthy, because the things we get from the trading p...st are not worth many credits. The only other things we trade for are the treatment we get from the med, calls on our screens, services on the web, and those of us who are adults who hold territory give some credits every year to the account of all the people for the use of the land, because the land is owned by all the people."A million credits. T hoped that the carpet should be dry by that afternoon. I made a cup of plunger coffee and stood on my wet front veranda, sipping on the coffee, watching the road traffic and wondering if the wild spring weather was a presage to a rough summer.The screen door creaked open and closed behind me, "would you like a coffee?" I asked Mel who just stood quietly behind me to my left."I'm sorry." I looked back at her and realised that tears were streaming down her face. She'd wrapped her doona around. She came right up to me and kissed me passionately on the mouth. I had no idea what to do with my hands. Etta helped me, moving them down to her ass. Then she took my head in her hands and guided my mouth to her left breast. That was all the encouragement I needed. I grabbed her buns with both hands, suckled her left tit hungrily and moved on to the other. Then I kissed my way down her body to her belly button, which was deliciously deep, and I licked and sucked it greedily. Etta sighed with. Then I noticed that when the phone rang and I was around she would rush to get to it first and then talk so low I couldn't hear. The next thing I noticed was the sudden change from casual clothes to more sexy looking outfits. This was followed by her all of a sudden having to work late two and sometimes three times a week when she had gone the past three years without having to even work late once. The final nail in the box was when she started claiming headaches when I tried to initiate sex.