He loved that moment, the second before pleasure spurted when tension was at it's most tightly strung. He smoothed the wrinkles from his groping with ... firm hand, creases were terrible in this soft wool.He liked fine things, like the feel of silk and satin, Egyptian cotton, fine French wines, symphonies and good food. He drove expensive cars, and he had personal staff members to satisfy his every personal need. He had a good life, even if he had to deal with his cold hearted bitch of a wife to. He parked the van, took a beach towel, and led Violet up a steep climb to the highest hill around. This turned out to be very soft in a hollow on top, and a place from which it was obvious that nobody else was in sight.And with the hollow, nobody could see them unless very close, or if they stood. They soon were not standing.Violet felt his large hand at the clasp of her suit top in moments after they lay down, and then felt the other hand lift it off. Then she seemed to feel his hands. There were some portals I could have linked in to, but, without express consent, doing so was considered a faux pas. I did consult my internal processors to keep track of the time.Admiral Sarah Whyte was certainly far more prompt than any Doctors I had ever gone to, down on Earth, before my extraction. It was less than two minutes when her office door opened and a very pissed-off looking Marine General walked out with an equally tall woman with Admiral's rank tabs. He looked around and spotted. Shackled and naked (naked since the body suit was now his permanentbody), Sam was stuffed into a box and put in a truck, which drove tothe market place. He didn?t know how long the drive was, but he fellasleep. He dreamed his was a dancer in a harem. Dressedin a lovelypurple outfit, he?d dance for his master's pleasure and make love tohim upon his command. The seasons all seemed the same in the desertcountry, and he didn?t know how much time had passed in the dream.Sam was shaken awake when the.