"This is a little resupply post. With the exception of occasional visits by ships requiring repair or Stagecoach ships bringing supplies, we don't hav... access to any ships. We don't exactly have a way to ship the items to you." What about giving them to one of the ships that visit?" the voice growled."That might get them to Borneo," James replied. "But I expect you aren't calling from there." I'll get back to you," the voice growled out.There was silence for a moment and then Mickey sighed.. He used up women and threw them away, and she was well aware of that fact. She thought she was well-prepared for whatever happened - she would have her fun, and there would be no regrets when it was over.Truth be told, Chelly needed the kind of chauvinistic treatment he heaped on her. He made it clear she was his property - at his beck and call, and available to do with as he chose.She had always needed it. The man she had married, and who had fathered her two children, had gone beyond. The way she held the pencil had always seemed awkward to everyone. It was like a fist with the pencil butt going straight into the air."Honey, you have been studying all day on your birthday. Let me talk to my daughter for at least five minutes to wish her happy birthday." But we have finals tomorrow."Daddy placed his big warm hands on her slender shoulders. He was a big man with a big belly. He understood. He was very studious himself. That's how he had become a financial controller at a big. ?Marti, you look a fright, in no condition for surgery. Come, spend some time in our spa.? Nurse fed Marti some vegetable juice and immersed her in a hot tub. Then, wearing a bikini, Nurse washed Marti, paying particular attention to her breasts. ?Hey, I don't do lesbian,? protested Marti. ?Listen, Marti. You are here for elective surgery. If you want your breasts fixed, then let me examine and condition them first. If it bothers you that I am a woman, close your eyes. In.