"Brenda, up until now I have been sharing my bedroom with you. I reallyshould have done this sooner, but as you can well imagine it is veryinappropri...te for a common servant to be sleeping in the bed of herMistress. I want you to move your things out of my room and into thesmall bedroom in back. I am sure that will be more than adequate foryour needs." Yes Mistress. I will move everything to the back bedroom immediatelyMistress." Good girl. You are dismissed."What ever did I do to deserve. No song-and-dance dating rituals, like the ones in the books Lenei liked to read, no old maids, no riotous bachelors, just simple, comforting compatibility. ‘Have you heard?’ The hushed, conspiratorial tones issued from the pink-lacquered lips of Lenei’s best friend, Miska. ‘What?’ Lenei’s low-pitched voice always made her sound disinterested, but she paid close attention to Miska when her friend sounded this urgent. ‘There was a big accident over in Micrague. One guy died!’ ‘Oh, that’s. He sucked it in and I moaned. His fingers gripping my other breast found my nipple and began rubbing it. I was in heaven! “Oh, I’m soooo wet”, I moaned, feeling the juices coating my pussy. “Are you?” he breathed. I laughed that he sounded so surprised. Apparently, he still was unaware of the effect he was having on me. I tugged his shirt over his head and felt myself get even wetter at the sight of his bare chest. “Let me show you”, I said. I removed his hand from my breast and moved it slowly. We looked at each other while we waited to be served. Chuck and I sat across from the two FBI agents. Mike sat quiet, alert for trouble.I turned back to the two FBI agents and handed one of them the report about Mars Exploration. "Can you prove this?" he asked intently after he read it."The private detective can. Subpoena his records and find out. Take notes and hand it back. I need this when I face off against the baddies." He did as I asked and I placed the sheet back into the manila.