"And the big Sa'arm ships are still holding back. We have a ten minute window where we can pull this off." Donna!" I shouted. "Do we have anyone who c...n wear a pressure suit for an emergency teleport? But we only have about five minutes."Donna stepped out of the medical bay. "What?" One of the gunballs on Morrigan took a hit. It's dead on their grid, but the gunner is alive. They are asking if we can teleport them here," I responded."Injured?" Donna asked."Yes," I replied with a nod. "They will. Her breasts forced high, but still covered looked as they had never looked. Her slimmer waist, and the roundness of her hips, made her look older than her twenty five years.Only when she was dressed, did the old lady lead her from the bedroom. Where breakfast was waiting for her.It was a traditional full English breakfast, though, because of the corset. Diane had to eat a lot more slowly than she normally would. Her breath was more shallow, and as she sat at the table. She could feel her back. "Erin, we are here as friends, not keepers. No one has specifically asked us to keep an eye on you. It is, however, part of our job as your ladies in waiting to keep track of you. We are now part of your personal household and the King, and especially the Queen, will expect us to know both where you are and what you may be up to. Within reason of course..." Jenny grinned and then chuckled as Erin's face betrayed her thoughts."Had I known that in exchange for saving your skinny little ass, and. "Someone will be down to get you momentarily."We stood together there as we waited and I saw her glance at the motorcycle helmet. We waited a few minutes at most before the elevator door behind her and to my left chimed softly and opened. An elegantly dressed woman with very classy features walked over to where we were."Della, this is Mr. James," Simone introduced. "Mr. James this is Della Conrad, Mr. Guilford's administrative assistant. Della Conrad held her hand out as we were introduced, and.