She went into detail about how he liked fucking her in the ass every single day. She ran away from home and became and underage stripper. She married...a well off mexican guy that was about 30. She never left the stripping business, she actually enjoyed it. Her husband liked to hear her stories as he fucked her. She was allowed to prostitute herself for money, but no one could fuck her butt, only he could. Tanya,"He is huge, and he won't give my ass a break, it wouldn't be a problem if he wasn't. Maybe your guys can switch it off?”Jason then showed her what he saw on the surface and the ships coming up from the planet. Their gunships and fighters from the ship had to remain out of range of the asteroid. A cloud of antimissile missiles left the asteroid too late to hit the missiles transitioning into trans-dim space. The next set of shield busting missiles hit a concentrated area of the shield and finally it caved, seconds before missiles hit the door and the surrounding area. The door. "Everyone I pick up says that. Look, kid, it's because you're used tolooking at yourself in a mirror. You humans see yourselves flippedaround left to right. Of course, being dead changes people as well, allsorts of muscles you don't realize you're using go slack."It wasn't the subject matter that made me gag; it was the tone of mycompanion's voice when he said it. Then what I can only describe as aspark of hope leapt into my brain. Jumping back from the Reaper, I amembarrassed to say that I. No damage done.’ He looked into her eyes and saw the pain in them. ‘What is the matter?’ he inquired gently. ‘Nothing, I’m all right,’ she said quickly, lowering her eyes. ‘Please, you can tell me,’ he gently urged. She hesitated before saying, quietly, ‘The last time I was at a ball, I danced with my father and he died just recently. The dancing brought back memories is all.’ It’s not entirely untrue she rationalized to herself. The dance on the ship certainly wasn’t a ball, and I didn’t say.