I need to think on this, before I do anything.'Boy, what a mess I'm in now! I have a professional hit man after me for my stopping all those girls goi...g to the Middle East, to become slaves. But how did they find out it was me? Somewhere or somehow they must have found out about our company helping the girls and ... Oh My God! Samantha is in danger! I need to contact Samantha right away.I tried to phone Sam, and there was no answer at her home. I tried the office, and no answer there, either. I. She still had to pee. She was humiliated, sitting there naked, knowing that Jane had just seen her crawling around looking for her clothes. And the person who hated her most in the world (and who she hated the most) had her in the palm of her hand.Melissa pulled her last ounces of courage and pride and said "Jane, this isn't funny. Give me my clothes back now!" Jane just laughed. "Your clothes! Does I look like I have your clothes? But it does look like you are missing some, doesn't it?". Do you have a specific mission for me, goddess, besides being Queen of the Homunculi?You are to do all you can to preserve classical culture. Some of your people have recently learned to read and write. That is a start.Goddess, what is my name now?You are henceforth to be known as Yunyat Bentat Persepun.I understand the name Yunyat. It's clearly a form of the Roman name Junia. The rest of it means "daughter of Persephone."Precisely, said the goddess.The cool of the night awakened me. I pulled. Right now, she was in tactical and her immediate supervisor was Petty Officer 1st Class Simmons, a jovial and friendly fellow from a place called Harvest 12. Simmons knew everything about Directed Energy Weapons and not just Union weapons, but of virtually from every known society. Simmons never yelled or ridiculed, but he and everyone else told her that this was not how most of the rest of the Union Navy was.She got a glimpse of that during the few months she did have to go to the regular.