And it waslike I had waited my whole life to hear what she was telling me. "Ijust feel like....I'm giving up....that I should try harder...." That's ...atural. But...the fact that you are here. That should tellyou what you really want. Would you like to be wearing what I'mwearing now, sweetie?" Yes," I said nervously. I had never admitted that to anyone in reallife before."How often do you dress up, Molly?"It was still strange to hear someone calling me by that name. "Idon't know. Whenever. Go as far away from Pereira as I could.’ ‘Well, if you think about it, the Creator gave you what you wanted. Right now you are about as far from Colombia as you can get, and I can tell you there’s a very good chance you’ll never see it again.’ Maria Elena didn’t know how to respond. Yes, her dream had always been to get out of Colombia, but this was not how she wanted to do it. To listen to the Spokeswoman, her departure from her home turned out to be much more final than she ever could have. Moore’s gaze roved up and down the slut’s body. He very much liked what he saw. Her hair was parted on the left. It was light brown and long, ending in soft, dainty curls. Her open blue eyes were cat-like, wide and narrow. Her eyebrows were dark, slim and perfectly shaped. Her nose was small and delicately chiseled. Her mouth was slightly downturned at the corners, and her lips looked soft and red.After lingering over her mouth, the man’s gaze traveled farther down the slut’s fine body. Her. You'll get used to it in a few more hours. You'll also feel better after you sleep.'He hoped so. He was too tired to want to fight just to be able to breathe. He fell asleep before they launched, but was jerked awake to the roar of giant propellers pushing the carrier away from the surface as the carrier lurched into the air beyond the influence of the artificial gravity field of the depot.After a time the roar died away as the engines were feathered, and the carrier drifted, no longer visibly.