"I think she gave me a card." Seth thumbed through his bulging wallet aswe walked toward Uni. "Here, keep it," he said. She was working as ahygienist ...or a nearby dentist. The card was marked with Marta's phonenumber in a neat blue cursive hand. "But make sure Miguel is still in theslam before you visit her: that hombre is completely wack. I don't thinkhe would be real friendly to you." Believe me, the feeling is mutual," I said acidly."I'm not really high on his hit parade myself," Seth. " Michelle and I looked at each otherinquisitively as the bouncers confabbed. The mood was unsettling again.There was no more safety of others and no one who could help if theydecided to still beat the shit out of us. There was a single, small,waist high table near the two muscle men. We were ushered forward andwaited on our fate.Mike turned to us and said, "Take off your panties bitches." Seeing as wedidn't appear to have much choice, we both reached up and pulled down ourlacy bottoms then. "F-fuuuuuck..." That long familiar, mewling cry echoes through the cockpit of your AvversTech Solo-Exploration Corvette, dragging a tired grin to your lips as you finally focus on something other than your immediate pleasure. Your own reflection grins back down at you from the partially reflective viewscreen, a leggy, pale beauty with a frame better suited to be on the cover of a human porno magazine. Your pointed ears, half-hidden in your close-cut black hair, and your finely featured face. With shaking hands you unlock and open the door.The only light inside was flickering candle light.PJK and Fairdesire were stretch out on the bed.PJK was on her stomach on the left side propped up on her elbows feet at the head of the bed. Fairdesire was sitting up on the right side with her back against the head board.Both wearing very skimpy elegant night gowns, full fishnet stockings and spike high heels.They both smile and together say, "We've been waiting for you darling."PJK sits up.