"Cameron ordered two rib eye steaks, medium rare, rice pilaf, tossed green salads and ice tea which promptly appeared on the table. Sitting, he asked,..."How does this work? Earth technology can't produce this effect though we can imagine it and show it in science fictional entertainment such as Star Trek." Unfortunately I can't tell you. I doubt if anybody knows because we don't have this on Cassandra either. At least as far as I know we all have to cook to eat! Tastes good by the way." I have. ”‘Man,” I stated.“Yes, you were far cleverer than the Eminrephaimanakim. You didn’t confront us openly, but gradually you threw us off your planets and forced us to sign binding oaths of separation, and rightly so. By then our society had begun to fall apart into internal strife and tribalism. The court split and we became lost in our own troubles with the odd attempt to regain our former glory,” she acknowledged. “The same happened on the non-human worlds too as your peoples gradually. What in the heck was she supposed to be slaying? ‘I mean to keep them alive, meaning not letting them die by some stupid mistake due to ignorance.’ She leaned down, resting her elbows on her knees as her hands came up to run over her dark hair pulled back in a long ponytail. This didn’t make any sense. What the hell was he talking about? Glancing up at him she asked, ‘I don’t understand … you’re calling me a Slayer. What exactly is a Slayer?’ He smiled and sat back some. ‘I was waiting for that. She looked into his smoldering blue eyes, and her heart thumped in her chest that he would do something like that just to make her feel better. For the first time, she realized that this boy who acted so snobbish was really just a nice one in disguise. Lita reached up and pulled Luke’s lips back onto hers with a fervor she hadn’t felt before. Luke put one hand on either side of Lita’s head and pressed himself even closer to her, still freely peeing.Lita reveled in the feeling of his pee soaking.