Olé crouched, weapon ready as the door swung open. Moving in, he swung his head left and right just inside the door. All clear. He cautiously proceed...d inside.“Hello, Olé.” Lt Cruz was standing in an elevator at the corner of the semi-circular dais. The lift door had slid open so silently, it had not caught Olé’s attention. “Aren’t you going to salute me?” Olé came to attention, presented arms, then returned to combat ready stance. All rapidly done.“That is as close to removing my hands from my. They’d been working here together for four months, so Kenisha was going to the concubine pool in the moon to find a sponsor before shipping out to a colony world. Back in prison, Brianna had the shorter sentence so she had expected to be the one leaving. Here, Kenisha had done her time and was moving on first while Brianna stayed behind to catch up on her education.Angie came in with one of the Marines, Duane. The two friends gave each other one last hug and Kenisha left, taking a final glance. She could clench a fist. Everything else was locked down with steel and plaster. For someone used to sleeping on her side, not turning her head was debilitating and maddening. She eventually adapted, but she spent a lot of time in a state of tired delusion. Good news would be her savior though, the new hope surging though her body relaxed her like no pain medication could. Her dreams were filled with hope and excitement. She woke late, the sun hours from returning. This was common, the itch. Soon the show was over and plied with drinks and feeling stuffed many fell asleep on the bus.Bidding our guest goodnight as we returned to the hotel. As they disembarked, Margaret refused to make eye contact, but as she turned her head away, I noticed what appeared to be a collar, black leather with silver studs and very stylish, my naivete as amazing. Work over; it was time to unwind, the music was hopping, though the club was not packed, there was plenty of fun girls to dance with. Sometime.