" A pleasure to show you the ropes of womanhood," giggled Hermione."Let's just hope you can handle your new center of gravity well enoughon a broom to...get back your place of Seeker." That's right." Holly realized. "Gryffindor house doesn't have a seekernow that Harry Potter is dead."Ron just giggled again until his mother slapped him across the back ofthe head. "Sorry, mum." Too right, you're sorry." His mother said. "Holly, don't let Fred andGeorge talk you into giving them any more of your. "It's up to her, now. The only hope for a fire-bush victim is to support her while her body throws off the toxin." In other words -- by rights she should be dead by now." Without treatment she would be. Whether that's by right or by wrong isn't a judgment I'd care to make." Elias regarded the girl. "She's a Galactic. I wonder what she was doing outside her compound." I've never seen any of them," Jonas replied. "How did they get here?" They came here the same way we did, Jonas -- on the same. I can see their jaws drop, and the look of shock and amazement in their eyes…As we get right next to them, I stop, and ask them if they will be cleaning my suite tomorrow. One of them simply nods, not quite able to take her eyes off from you. I hand her some bills, and tell her it’s a little extra for the cleaning tomorrow, as things might get a little messy. “She does tend to get things quite wet, don’t you my little Cumslut?” – I ask you, when you’re standing there on all fours… Your face. That had all changed six months ago with the arrival of the Super Ranger Force Five. Those filthy dogmatic do-gooders were doing nothing but getting in the way.Her manservant Eyegor waddled into the the throne room, nonchalantly ignoring the fact that his queen was forcing a slave girl to eat her out."Mistress Malicia, we've finished the report that you requested concerning the secret identities of the Rangers."Malicia perked up in her chair and shoved the slave girl's face further into her.