Jonar gawked while he had the opportunity and he was seeing things he never saw before hawked by merchants of every race, including ones he did not ev...n know existed. There were fine cloths and sparkling jewels being sold next to simple pots of copper and casks of sour wine. And everywhere he looked he saw scores of Gnathar smaller than he had ever seen them with ears longer and thinner than the stubby, pointed affairs regular Gnathar have.And as much as he was staring at the wondrous sights of. It was always a lovely site as he relaxed. Reminded him so much of home. "Jack? Jack, are you there?" a female voice said into the intercom in his helmet as a small screen appeared to the side.The voice belonged to Rose Maria McDowell, a fellow ranger like him and the one under his command. She was in her mid-twenties and Terran, with a mix between Northern European and Central american physical traits as her red hair and her skin of bronzed both shined. Her small 5'2 statue was covered weirdly. I slowly lift my hand to your waist and caress your body lightly. Myhand moves under your slip and in small strokes I search out your breasts. Gently I touch your nipples, just enough to send an electric wave through your body. We start kissing more passionately, your tongue seeking out mine, your whole body alert and sensitised. Your heart is beating like a dream, your breathing rapid and light. Then, gently, I take you by the hand, leading you to the bed.I lay you gently on your back. . I told the chief that I wanted six horses. He shook his head and offered me two. I told Agar that I would teach him to ride a horse in exchange for the bay, and that I would give trade goods for three more. Agar wanted to see my trade goods. I had Vedic bring the pannier holding our trade goods to me.I made a bit of a production of pulling the stuff out of the pannier. I certainly didn’t want Agar seeing everything that we had. I kept some of it in reserve for in case I needed to grease the.