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I might look human, but I am Gaianesian and my name is not “honey”. “Excuse me,” I say with Fingering prim masturbation coldness, but he does not move. “You’re a cut above the rest, aren’t you?” blondie’s friend, an overweight shorter male with lank, dark hair says to me. “You know it, too. Pity you’re not going to Aghara-Penthay. You’re meant for a slave wrap, if ever a Solo woman was.” “You’re being rude,” I say firmly, and this time I push my way between the middle two men. Thankfully they step apart, and I’m beyond them. From behind me I hear Kikizi using different tactics and greeting them in a asian low seductive voice. “Hi boys…” Abruptly I decide I don’t like her. Human slut - pleasing men to get what she wants. Red-faced and angry I stride ahead, forcing her to have to hurry if she wants to catch up with me. “Gods damn, I hate unpacified males,” I snap to her when she’s back alongside. I sense she’s finding amusement at my expense. She thinks she’s better than me, as though I’m the bumpkin ignorant in social skills. Whore! I wasn’t the one forced to encourage these testosterone-driven animals. Digging my nails into my palms as I march away, I suppress my temper. It doesn’t matter how Kikizi and I feel about each other. She’s not likely to be going to Aghara-Penthay on Acheron’s ship, so hopefully I only have a short time in her company. Those guys are the ones worrying me. “Going to Aghara-Penthay too,” they said. So I shouldn’t have made a stand, and I regret my actions as soon as there’s time to consider the risk we might cross paths again. The last thing I want is those lecherous beasts seeing the woman who put them in their place reduced to wearing nothing more than a rectangle of silk. But I must take heart. An encounter is unlikely – the open areas on the trading station will be crowded with hundreds of people, the place is vast, and I can warn Acheron to protect me. As long as nothing goes wrong. Back in the present, Kikizi and I reach an area which seems seedier than the earlier levels of the Merlon Starbase. Garish neon signs depict the outlines of women. It is the sector where the tramp shuttles depart, taking groups to Aghara-Penthay. There are far more unpacified males gathered in this area. As females Kikizi and I are heavily outnumbered by the raucous crowds - men of all ages and species. Although I do see a few women around, we are the only two who seem to be unescorted. The others are example of the traitors to our sex - laughing in nervous excitement as though they enjoy having male protectors, rather than feeling rightfully ashamed. Lewd and offensive comments are shouted at us. These suggestions disgust me, but I’ve learned my lesson and copy Kikizi this time, choosing to avoid engaging with the catcallers. I will not help Gaianesia by attracting attention, so now I’m careful not to make eye contact with anyone, even though I’m sure that “Hey, you, the hot one Big Boobs with the nice hooters” is aimed at me. The offices of male japanese scum who make money escorting women to Aghara-Penthay are to be found along the same retail strip as the tramp ships. He guessed they actually were. Close combat is just my thing. This meant two minutes, at the very most. “Even though she loves her brother?” I felt complete. I’m mentally and physically exhausted, beyond being drunk, and fall asleep that way. He leant down, one hand grasped my shoulder, the other grabbed my side. It wouldn't be fair if I brought this up then changed my mind.” You wouldn't have shit without me. You wouldn't have your job without me. So let me spell it out for you BITCH!" I'll tell them that you asked me to come into 'el baño contigo' (the bathroom with you), and that you pulled your pants japanese down 'para mostrarme tu Big Boobs panocha' (to show me your pussy), and then you begged me asian to pull down my pants so that you could play with my 'verga' (dick)." Her upper body almost resembled an old party balloon, floating along and dragging its string along the floor. “Yes, yes, Daddy!” whimpered Sam, her eyes fluttering. I saw my opportunity Solo and did the deed there.” “Love her, too!” I felt strangely at peace, like a heavy load had been lifted of my shoulders, as I drove home and joined a masturbation sleeping Aaron in bed. I of course would then be all over her. I started to kiss her and feel her up. I was going to put her to bed and rail her in her room One, maybe two hours. I couldn't fix anything wrong at my church this Sunday evening. She pulled back, peered down, and started giggling on seeing the wet spot it had left on her dress. I said I want to shake some people up and get Betty to Parade all of my slaves around the stage before she brings them to me, Shelly laughed and said you are going to take them by force then I said yes, and I am going to bring the Master from Palm Beach as my Fingering guests, to really shake them up. Julep.