"Terrorists?" he asked. "What kind of terrorists?" A whole group of them," he said. "Violent Martian separatists. We have information that they're pla...ning to plant explosives near federal installations here on the planet." Explosives?" Lisa asked incredulously. "Where the hell would vermin get explosives?" That's what we're going to find out," Walker assured them. "Our information is that there are at least six of them up there, maybe more. They may be armed." Everybody's armed on Mars," Brian. The General still had not said anything, but passed a glance with Jeff before stepping back to the hatch. A second later, he disappeared.Time drifted on as Morales’ wives continued to huddle together while staying as close to the healing chamber as they could, sometimes, one or more of them would put a hand on the chamber or lean over to stare down into the mists that covered their husband. Eventually, Arlene managed to get each of them to drink some coffee and take a few bites of a sweet roll.. All quite simple, we could choose any singleclub to carry with us, most took mid-range clubs. At each tee therewould be a club which we were required to use for our first shot fromthat tee. At the green there would also be one club to putt with. Thosein shoes with heels had to change them before starting.We gathered around the first tee as the first group started.The first player was dressed as a French Maid, he was handed the club, adriver, however only the last 12 inches of the shaft. In fact, she thought, it is kind of exciting. Jarrad too liked the excitement of being watched, but he was also sure they would never get beyond foreplay without more privacy. “We need to get out of here,” he whispered urgently to a nodding Ashley. He scooped up Ashley's discarded bra and yanked her to her feet. With a quick glance at the guy and girl who had been watching them, Ashley hastily tugged the sweatshirt over her bare breasts. Clasping Jarrad's hand she allowed herself to be led.