During the day, I get flashbacks of parts of my ship with various damage and friends' bodies blown apart, gaping holes in the hull seeing ships explod...e into puffs of smoke and a thousand little bits of silvery metal.Mostly, I just want to disappear inside myself and never come out; watch the universe pass by without involving me, but I know if I let that happen, I'll never come out. I find it best to be among my own, people who accept me and where I can feel that I'm useful in a structured. Lord Marlton insisted that ladies wore skirts and rode side saddle, giving no reason. It had been Charlotte's Aunt Jane who had explained that the rubbing of the saddle against a young lady's privates could stimulate her in inappropriate ways and added also that some women had been known to lose their maidenhead when landing hard after a jump. Charlotte did not need her aunt to tell her that her father would be mortified if his daughter's future groom found any reason to question her purity."It. Moriah loved Josh and now that his baby was nearing time to be born, she could hardly wait for them to become a family with a new baby. She continued to work as her pregnant belly grew bigger and more obvious, and she loved everyone knowing that her lover, Josh, had knocked her up.When Moriah got home from work at the end of her shift, she'd look for Josh because she needed one thing at that moment and it was some serious sex and loving from her man. She'd be hungry for food after a long. "Yes Master!" she whispers back hoarsely and desperately. It was the same one her Mistress had been wearing the night she was collared:"SlaveIf found unattended, call this number and have your way with her until pickup."He fastens it around her throat, then sets about binding her wrists and ankles to stakes set in the ground, chaining her securely spread-eagled in the moonlight."Master?" she asks with a tremulous voice, earning another vicious lash between her legs, making her writhe helplessly.