Gore released my plaything's wrists just long enough for her to use the toilet and brush her teeth.Meanwhile I had resumed my usual chair. Now dry, my...plaything walked unbidden to stand before me, her desperate need for release plain upon her face as she knelt before me, eyes pleading for relief as she lowered her head and began to eat. Having emptied her bowl, my girl resumed her kneeling position, carefully adjusting her position to acheive the perfect posture, her face reflecting her desire. Do you want to go, or stay?”She thought for a few seconds. “Let’s stay for a few minutes.” She wiggled around in her seat. “Should I do anything special?”“Whatever you feel like, baby. It’s your show.” I reached over, and put my hand on the back of her neck and rubbed gently.She sighed. “That feels nice.” She reached up and unbuttoned the top button of her blouse.I turned, leaned over, and kissed her gently. She put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me closer. I saw a flash of light. She was about to inform Carlo of her discovery when she saw that he was picking flowers several feet away. She was about to join him when she noticed something flat and round at almost eye level on a ledge to the right of the tree. It was a rough looking, green coloured coin. She could clearly see an eagle in profile, on one side of it, with a rabbit in its talons, on the other there was a crab and three pellets. Upon closer inspection she could just make out several letters on the coin A. K.. Some of her ideas and accomplishments made it obvious why the Confederacy didn't want to move her from her station. A bit of exploration of the information that the AI was providing him at this point showed that the successful outposts that were producing streams of information on the movement of the Sa'arm that had to be very helpful in what appeared to be a thousand year war. The Sa'arm were slowly stripping hundreds of planets of resources, then sending off malignant new settlements to do so.