Marcus rarely reflected on the past, his parent's image was a blur, even his true name was gone, though he and his squad always joked that it was prob...bly Mohammed ... for all of them. Not that they followed the Islamic faith, that had been thoroughly beaten out of them and there were far more pleasant ways to commit suicide should any of them even hint at a return to 'bad habits' as it were. Yet he could remember his older brother who had stepped out of line once too often and had been. My mind was still out on the dance floor when we returned home. Maybeit was the wine (I only had two glasses! promise!) or maybe it was theintoxication of Sam's musk. Either way, I was eating Sam's face tastingtongue and rubbing my makeup off on Sam's face while we stumbled intothe bedroom. I started to strip myself and Sam, but was surprised manytimes over."No, Georgia. Let's go slowly. You first."I undressed for my date while she watched. Slowly unbuttoning my blouseand taking off my. I felt as if all was right in my world and that my proposal was the right thing. Almost simultaneously we turned to each other for a kiss. It was one of tenderness and for me, love; something that emphasised the closeness I was feeling.‘David!’ Donna said softly with more than a hint of nerves. ‘Take me to bed.’This was totally out of the blue. I was sure that it would happen one day, maybe even one day soon, yet I had expected an extended period of build up. ‘Are you sure?’I could see the. The one he selected was a bit smaller than the previous one, but ended up filling a crate and a half, giving us four crates of platinum, total. An hour in, and we had probably already made six hundred thousand credits. The best part is that we still had another thirty-seven crates to fill.In total, it took around seven hours to fill the rest of the crates with an assortment of ore. I had been keeping track of how many crates we had of each, though it all ended up blurring together at one point..