Let's find you some clothes.’It didn’t take long to dress her, but I noticed she was still wearing the cuffs.‘You like these?’‘Well, you’v... still got yours on.’‘Well, you know enough by now to know that I am the slave girl around here.’ I grinned at her hoping she wouldn’t probe it any further. I could see that she was wanting to ask me questions, but I didn’t want to talk to her while the cable guy was listening. I found her a dress and held it up to her body, it looked okay, and she took it. The fact that she was dead was probably more important. “Err, Lilly?” “Yes, master how may I serve you,” Lilly replied seductively. “Can you tell me who this is?” Scrotum asked feeling ashamed that he was still staring at the dead woman's ass with his hand down his pants. “That information is not known at this time, you sexy man. Would you like me to scan her and put her genetic makeup through the galactic interweb?” “Err please,” Scrotum replied. The door opened, and a small scanning drone. They were going to refit the viking and Beagle with smaller versions of the GravLoc. It was early evening by the time they were done, and Rob wanted to get back to Boston for the night. Arne and Morrie dropped him off at his 'office' in the McKesson building a quick hour later. Rob may have referred to his 'financial and legal team' in Boston, all hired by the McKesson people who had set up his corporate and financial 'identities'. That phrase makes it sound like more than it is, as the staff. ." Then she asked me to turn the little bedside lamp on, right next to her, and I did. I stood there looking at her in the soft glow of just that one light, I and I remember thinking she looked so pretty, but at the same time she seemed REALLY scared."It seemed funny, because the only light in our room was the little bedside lamp, just like with him and Emma."Go on..." Emma told me how badly she wanted to feel some sort of intimacy, and she was worried that I would think she was too weird or.