"Lady Fortescue agreed. They would make a profit on the expedition but the kind of money making capacity so brilliantly exemplified in Francine was cl...arly missing in this shower! She would have to wait until the next trip in six months.Frederica shivered and drew her fur coat around her shoulders. She couldn't wait to get back to the nice warm Palace. Those new girls looked blue with cold. Surely they wouldn't last much longer out here?"Can't the new Slaves be kept somewhere warmer, My Lady?. She operates off her large estate, which is well guarded and fortified."Mike then asked, "Okay, we know where the girl's being held. How do we go in and get her?" Let's take this easy. We should go scout the estate, after dark, then return to the 'Luck of the Irish' to make our plans on the rescue." Okay, people, here's the plan. From our earlier scouting of Ms. Howard's estate, we know that the eight foot high wall surrounding the estate it is wired for both motion sensors and closed-circuit. I stand to leave and Lucifer request, “Wear something nice for dinner, I have a surprise for you”. Normally for dinner I just wear what I wore to work or jeans but now I stare at my closet dumbfounded on what “something nice” was. Was it a fucking evening gown? Or just a dress that doesn’t smell like sex? I settle on a low cut black dress that flares out at the waist and stops above my knees. I love this dress and have wanted to wear it but nowhere to wear it. Much like most of the clothes. You will each ride on the ships you repaired. It will be a good experience for you."The technician started to respond, until he noticed the expressions on those around him and the hands on weapons, so he just shrugged his shoulders. The other technicians picked up their equipment and walked back to the ship they had repaired."Órarduine," said Antopolis, "it has been a pleasure to spend the last several days with you in spite of the circumstances. When the opportunity arises, we would like to.