And I really don't want to start explaining her condition..." I indicated the feline form of Lisa Antoine "... to the local cops."She nodded. "True." ...f it were dark, I might say we should risk it, but..." I looked at my watch, marveling again at the little S-shaped hole carved out of the crystal face. "It's not even two in the afternoon. We have about six more hours of daylight." It would be great if we could get them some clothes," Lauren put in. "Whatever else happens, I'm sure they won't. There was a low key ceremony, held at Camp Kenyatta, when Colonel Jones and Training Team Kilo 92 team left for the UK. It was at this ceremony that I first saw Captain Saritta N'Kombu, or She Who Must Be Obeyed, as I named her.She had the look of that Ancient Egyptian Queen, Nefertiti; a small head on a swan like neck with a perfectly sculptured face, cheek bones like blades, a thin nose, full lips, large almond shaped eyes that you could float a battleship in they were so fathomless, and a. I tried to make them stronger the way you like them." "Mistress, they're very good. But please release me. I've had enough!" Suddenly a hand swatted my moms naked behind. "Boy you really do get into this don't you? Begging me to stop. Such a slut." My mom moaned in apparent delight as her ass received more spankings from her next door neighbor. If her body wasn't arched in the other direction, I just knew she'd raise her hips to meet Jillian's stinging hand. After ten slaps, she rose and. I let her fall and glanced at the other man and with Cynthia still on his chest. I looked towards the shuttle door and the attendant, “You just had a hold for this shuttle. Get everyone off now.”I pulled my comm and called in, “This is Morpheus I have two assassins on the shuttle to my liner. Contact fleet intel and have the provost marshal send a squad with stasis containers.”I knelt and pulled the needle out of the woman who I knew was a man in a bad disguise, “Amateurs.”I touched her neck.