Every now and again one of the these prime ladies would jokingly flirt with me, not knowing the dirty things I would do to her if I had the chance. I ...onder if they knew that I was walking around with a raging hardon. I wanted to grab one and fuck the shit out of them!!My Gran was ill one day when I was visiting and was in her own room with a do not disturb sign on.she had staff up most of the night but had managed to relax and have a little sleep.I opened the door and saw her lying down fast. Why? Is it still about what I tried to do to you? I thought you had forgiven me.”He allowed his anger and disappointment to show.“But I did!” Ellen cried. This accusation stung her. “No, I have thought about what I did incessantly for three days and night. I’m still not sure, but I think there is more than one reason.”“Name one then! What did I ever do to you?”“That’s just it! You were so nice and gentle, even when I treated you badly. I think I tested the limits, how badly could I treat you. It would be nice to get an idea of any special needs we might have."The AI spoke up. "The sponsors you are considering to split from the rest of the colony are comprised of seven women and thirteen men. The forty-four concubines are seven male and the rest female. There are twenty total children, split across eleven of the sponsors."We all laughed. "Well that answers that question." Sergeant Powell observed."Twenty children, and thirty seven concubines, which means most likely thirty seven. There was a tarnished brass coat tree in the left corner with a rumpled topcoat thrown on one of its ears. The other corner held a table with spindly legs and a battered typewriter. A wooden desk was the center piece. It was marred with scratches and stains, and decorated by an ashtray, a pint bottle of what appeared to be cheap whiskey, and a pair of scuffed shoes.There was a rasp and a flame sprang up. A lighter touched the end of a cigarette and then snapped shut before being tossed on the.