Liz looked at the waitress, who rattled off the ingredients. “Acckkk, that’s an alcoholic milk shake!” he said.The others laughed, and Liz confi...med, “Pretty much!”“Sounds yummy! Switch mine to one of those!” asked Brenda. Her husband simply rolled his eyes.The waitress moved off to the bar and Brenda turned to Liz. “So, is there a Mister Burroughs?” Like Frank, she had noticed a wedding ring and a diamond engagement ring with a stone able to choke a small horse.“Hmmm? Oh, yes.” She wiggled her. "Let's see..." said Beatrice who pulled the door open to reveal a well-lit corridor on the other side. "This doesn't look like a service room."Paul was more than a little startled. "This is another of the Anomaly's weird phenomena," he said. "If you look at the length and extent of this corridor it should be projecting right out of the villa into the lawn. In fact on the other side of the wall is one of the living rooms and there's no corridor going through that!" Are you sure?" asked. “sit, stay” Trish giggled as she grabbed a tube of lube and a six inch long, three inch thick butt plug. Trish lubed it up sloppily and sparingly and then placed the tip at her slaves anus. “Have you ever been fucked here?” “No ma’am, I’m a virgin.” “Oh… have you ever sucked a cock? Or fucked in your vagina?” “No ma’am, and your’s was the first cunt I’ve tasted.” Trisha slapped her slaves face repeatedly. “You’ll never speak to me that way again. Pucker up bitch.” With that she shoved the plug. Turning the set on, there was a big red notice: "MAY 18, 1980, 8:32AM" "MT. ST. HELENS ERUPTS', "EMERGENCY PROCEDURES IN EFFECT FOR THE NORTHERN OREGON AND SOUTHERN WASHINGTON AREAS." She turned up the sound so we could hear what was said and went to fix coffee as I called the ship. I talked quickly with the OOD, listening carefully."Honey, I think I should call Mike and we should try to get back to the ship. The volcano has erupted big time, and has blown out a huge chunk of the whole mountain.