" "You have, Kyra. Last night's experience alone was worth all I did for you." "I'm glad you feel that way. Are you up for the other end of the stick ...onight?" "I've been thinking about it all day. If I can fit that thing in, I'm curious as hell about it." We sat on the sofa, each enjoying a glass of wine, both of us still in the clothing we had spent the day in. I remembered what she had said the night before about not knowing how to please me with a cock. I decided to broach that topic. "Ky,. James kissed me and stood up, going to his closet, and throwing on a dressing robe. He then came back and sat next to me on the bed. “I should explain. You see, Ahkbar is more than simply a boon companion. In India he had training as a fakir.” He pronounced it fah-keer.“A faker?”“No, fakir,” he repeated. “A shaman or holy man, one trained in various obscure arts. One of those arts is that of a druggist of sorts, using various native roots and powders. One of his concoctions, when mixed in with. The attendance was smaller, but she thought the tips were larger on a per capita basis. She also felt less pressure to cut her lap dances short, so if she was having fun, and the guy paying her for the ‘dance’ was behaving as she wanted, she often extended for an extra song, and sometimes even encouraged a guy to get a little handsy with her. A couple of times she even pulled her G-string aside and let a guy finger her slit. Other times she’d stick one of her breasts in his mouth.Dave went to. " the older woman said, handing her a tissue. "My eyes took simply hours and hours to stop watering last time I took Cryo sleep. And the light? Lordy, it felt as though someone was trying to gouge then out of my face. Not a pleasant memory at all!"'What the hell is going on? Why was I drugged? Why am I on a ship bound for Caster Prime, who the hell are you and why the hell would you put me in Cryo sleep for a journey that only take a couple of weeks?" Kat, her fear and frustration mounting,.