Arthur at first looked stern, and then relented and smiled broadly. With a wave he indicated that the Herald should continue. Megan moved out of the c...rner to see what was going on."His august Majesty requests the pleasure of the Lady Megan Smyth!"Megan wasn't at all sure what to do, but Brun solved it by pushing her toward the front of the room. More laughter accompanied her passage to the front where she simply stopped next to Richard and stared."Megan," hissed Richard, "you really should. Igwanda was far less dubious. "Have you?" he demanded.MacPherson ignored him to focus on Meiersdottir. "Missus, if ye ha'e sae li'le faith in me, whyivverr did ye name me cap'n again?"She could find nothing to say for a moment. Igwanda started to speak angrily again, but his wife laid a restraining hand on his shoulder. "Captain, we seem to have an inconsistency here that concerns all of us greatly," the younger woman said. "In the past ships have left Eden very differently. Can you explain. I want to see it out on the road."I was stunned. We were stunned. The car, what we could see of it, was beautiful. Painted what I called fire-engine red in color, with white, gray and red upholstery, and huge whitewalls on wire spoke wheels. It was amazing with its sleek, swooping chrome strip arcing down to the rocker panel in front of the rear wheel, then following the wheel opening up before running straight to the tail lights.The fabric top was an off white and the dust cover had protected. She also had no idea how much more pleasure she would be experiencing before the night was over.“Are you ok?” he asked. Not so much concerned for her well being, one could easily assume that based on the look of exhaustion and total satisfaction on her face. The real question being was she ready to continue. She nodded and weakly gave an “Uh huh” while nodding her head. The moment had come. Her pussy was next. He could smell her sweet innocent scent and he was ready taste her, he was.