Your Dad will be fine in Felicity. How are you doing, ceremonies over?’ ‘Except for the party at the Ambassadors compound and choosing Earth’s A...bassadors to the Federation. Any ideas on that? All the Peer have declined.’ ‘Hang on. Mom, would you like to be Earths Ambassador to the Federation?’ ‘What?’ Why are you asking me?’ ‘I am talking to the Empress and she wants my suggestion.’ ‘Tell her sure.’ ‘ Mom, I’m serious.’ ‘Why doesn’t one of the Peer go?’ ‘They don’t think they represent humans. ”“Uh-huh,” I panted.I closed my eyes, letting the crowds cheers bathe over me. My fellow cheerleaders moaned about me, cumming, burning with exhibitionist lusts. Their cries of passion mixed with the crowds frantic desire for us.“PUSSYCATS! PUSSYCATS! PUSSYCATS!”My pussy clenched so hard on my plunging fingers as the pressure swelled in the depths of my cunt. My dick throbbed in my hand. It ached. I stroked myself faster and faster, eager for that explosion of cum.“PUSSYCATS! PUSSYCATS!. "Phoebe pulled a wry expression. "Well I doubt that. Do I get to meethim?" If you'd like." I'll think about it."The waitress returned to ask if the food was alright since neither ofthem had done anything more than test-drive it around their plates forthe last twenty minutes. She asked if they wanted anything wrapped andboth of them said "no thank you" in unison; same when they were offereddessert and coffee, Phoebe repeating herself in such a bright, chippertone of voice it caught Marcia by. ..”“And I am Lady Livia. Naturally, as a woman yourself... you will respect our status. I am sure of that, Princess...”The baleful look upon her silenced even one of Lady Livia’s arrogance. She felt a sudden and terrible dread. Could this really be happening to her? To her? It was like a nightmare.“What are you two doing on war vessels?”“We... we are galley masters,” responded Lady Helen. “In charge of the slaves.”“Indeed?” Blonde eyebrows went up. “And are there more like you on the other.