What he really wanted was to see more of the ships. Was there some kind of observation lounge on the station? He scrolled through the text, his violet...eyes scanning the floating images. Perhaps the Earth’nay would let him into one of the hangar bays if he asked? It was unlikely, but he wanted to get a look at one of their enormous carriers for himself. He should check out the rest of the tourist quarter along the way, who knew what other oddities he might discover?He leapt up into the bushes. At least I’m in heaven, I mean, it’s got to be heaven if an angelic voice like that belongs to the man holding me right? From what I can tell, he has large arms that are currently wrapped around me tightly and has a bit of stubble on his face, which keeps brushing tenderly across my cheek. And did he call me darlin’, the one damn name in the book that melts me from the inside out? I swear, I better not be dreaming this because that would be pure evil after the past few weeks! I started coming. ”“Some of your other comments in the book about mutual fund loads and their expenses, CEO pay and bonuses, the value of financial analysts and brokerage commissions shook up the industry and weren’t perceived as being complimentary.”“They weren’t meant to be. John Q. Public has been taken advantage of by an investment industry that in spite of what they say is largely unregulated as to business ethics. Charging a 12b-1 fee when the fund is closed to new investors just doesn’t make sense. How. I turned back to him and lashed his tight arse. Once, twice, three times in quick succession. It blushed a shade of pink and the butt plug stayed put. He sighed, happily and I knew he was enjoying it. I proceeded with three more lashings, each one slightly harder than the last. When I finished the third I gave him one final smack and the sound of leather hitting his bare skin trilled me. I put the flogger down and walked over to him to give his, now red, arse a rub. It was warm to the touch..