5 will get the standard two concubines.“We will be setting up several manufacturing sites on planet. Some of you are already retired. Several of you...have been or are about to be laid off due to the orders cancellations for new planes. With the new technologies and an invasion in a few years, well, who needs a new airliner? The people we take with us will be dropped off of the Union rolls as if they had died. This will help those left behind, both those on the pension rolls, as you won’t be. She glanced across the table; her husband was oblivious to her, so she moved her arm discreetly to her side and stroked up his leg. “Are you having the soup, Miss?” “Mrs,” she corrected with a wink. “No, soup isn’t the hot, thick, liquid I want tonight,” she quietly purred in his ear, as he bent over to collect her unrequired cutlery. She didn’t miss that his gaze had dropped to look at her impressive cleavage. She repaid him by sliding her hand higher up his thigh, until she found his equally. I was transfixed by your beauty. You kicked of your shoes and followed me to where the wine was chilling in the bucket as I opened it you stood behind me your arms wrapped around my waist your face pressed against my back a slight scent of your perfume filled the room and flared my nostrils as I took it in. As I wrestled with the cork and opener I told you that there was food in the fridge you released me and skipped to the small room fridge bending over to peer inside I whistled as your ass. It was like a distant, mournful horn, at first. Then Richard heard the movement of a slow melody emerge from the droning sound.The wind ebbed and flowed, seemingly trying to lift the despondent but beautiful melody.Richard sat up, straining to listen. It seemed as if the wind was carrying the sound in from miles away.It's Sandra, he suddenly realized.The wind at last slackened some, and Richard could more clearly hear the fiddle through the open windows of the house.There was nothing fancy or.