Dinner was over, and toasts had already been made. So this was out of the norm."I have just been informed that the Emperor has married Vonda Preston. ...e now have an Empress. I ask you raise your glasses in a toast to our new Empress, Vonda Newcastle," he said.Admiral Sethton stopped and looked. Everyone rose to their feet and raised their glasses. "THE EMPRESS!" was the strong response, and everyone drank."Be seated. Now then, I want to," he was interrupted at this point, by the Battlesphere's. I’ve gotta rest!” Theguys came up grinning, both their faces shiny with cumand lubrication.They both lounged on the carpet, looking sleepy andsatisfied, while I went off to the shower to stand underthe soothing jets of hot water for a while. When I cameback, they were both dressing hurriedly.“I gotta get Daryl home,” Chris explained. “He’s supposedto be grounded.”“Hey, wait,” I said, fluffing my hair with a towel. “Canyou drop me off. He was a towering figure, imposingly dressed in a snug black shirt andtight jeans that showed off his manly form, a leather vest decorated withmetal studs that bespoke his authority, and black shoes, polished to abright sheen, which drew attention to his large feet, which were inproportion with his large hands. Much about him was large. And thoseshoes had been shined by one of the figures cowering respectfully beforehim, one of the many sissies under his charge. It was good to be theWarden. Sometimes I worry that someone will see in my eyes what I feel in my heart.’ It was stated much more eloquently than I could ever write and contained words that I could only hope to receive. I exhaled what seemed like a gale and took a deep breath to replace the one I had been holding for over a week. Come on, guy, breathe in, breathe out. Dear God, you’ll give yourself a heart attack. Calm down to a nervous wreck, at least. You have to survive until she returns this coming spring. Her words.