I nodded and exchanged salutes with two of my personal guards stationed outside my quarters. I recognized them as Nasuh and Sati, the CL-8 commander a...d his CL-7 deputy. I had saved Nasuh's life five months ago, in the coal mines of Antarctica. As with all of my guard, the men had permanent permission to be informal with me if there were only guard present."Your room is secure sir," Nasuh said quietly as I approached them.I was sure that simple sentence was the result of an intense and thorough. I think you could bruise someone badly if you thought it necessary.”I grinned. “I like knives, too.”“Hopefully, you won’t have to use them on me.” He smiled faintly. “Like I said, no one has ever said some of the things you said to me the way you did. You also emboldened my sister to say some things that she had never said. Usually, people are afraid of repercussions when they talk to me. You aren’t or had decided that you were willing to take the risk.”He looked very serious. “My father has. She was busty, her lips weren’t full and big, but they were pink. That helped. In other words, she didn’t catch my attention at first due to my carnal needs. Back then, I looked at the body first, then the face. This soon changed with time.She didn’t catch my attention at the time. Another reason why is because, back then my heart was kind of taken for another. She sat in the seat in front of me. I sometimes peeked at her butt cheeks and her panties playing peek-a-boo with my eyes as she sat. “Indeed she does,” agreed Quentin.Ribald shouts came up to them...“Just look at that lovely arse!” That lovely arse was slapped.“And those beautiful tits!” Those beautiful tits were squeezed.“Your cunt’s warm girlie. You had a fuck already this morning?”Julia turned to Quentin. “Erik,” she smiled.A member of the crew was removing his trousers. It was one of the Lascars. “Hey, not so fast,” shouted one of the whites. “We’re going to draw lots for this. First time round, anyway.”“That’s fair,”.