By no means does this make Oceanus defenseless. Quite the contrary. Defense responsibilities on land are relegated to the local Noble clans. They eith...r maintain a small but well-trained militia, or can call up men-at-arms at a moment's notice. This serves an auxiliary purpose. It forces the Nobility to take an active part in the security of Oceanus as a whole, which in turn forces them to work together in time of crisis.It also removes an instrument of potential aggression from the Emperor.. Mona: No please my bf is coming today to meet me.Samir: So is that asshole going to fuck you haa. Tell him that I have fucked you more than him. He think you are sati savitri. Ha ha ha bloody fool asshole.I was very angry listening this but kept quite to just listen what is he saying. She was scared like shit and looking at me like frightened rabbit.Mona: Hey bastard don’t say anything to him. I love him.Samir: Ha ha ha. U love him that’s you are my bitch and keep roaming in those slutty. “Right!” I thought to myself. I was out for much of the next day and when I returned he wasn’t around until later, when I came back from my evening meal at the restaurant. He was at the desk on his own and I stopped to chat, smiling at him as I approached. He put his head on one side and smiled back.“Everything OK with the TV?” he asked.“Brilliant,” I replied and leant on the desk in front of him, adding, “You on the desk again tonight then?” “Only till 10 o’clock; I just have to be on call. He liked the pictures as well.” The photographer was Gary Murdock. His studio was in a brownstone just off the main street in town. Lena met with him to arrange the shoot. She managed to peruse some of the demo shots he’d mounted in his small waiting room. Each was tantalizing without being obtuse. The curve of a breast, not completely revealed rivaled a shadowed black and white of a hand just resting on a naked hip. Lena’s favorite, though, was the photo of the blonde whose hair draped across.