He could move her with just one hand, and never realize he had lifted a grown woman. Her long slender legs were those of a professional dancer, and he...r grace was as great as a ballerinas. He enjoyed going dancing with her, at one of the clubs. She was a joy to watch. AND he had come from HER body.He sat beside her, kissing her now, and again, until she stirred. As she opened her eyes, he went over her, and placed his hands to either side of her. Her legs were wide open, showing the treasure. "Eep! Brute! We're only married fifteen days and already I'm suffering from spousal abuse." She exaggerated her injury, rubbing her bottom with one hand and glaring at me over her shoulder, as she went through the door.I called after her, "If you had gotten up when the alarm went off instead of lollygagging in bed I might have come in there and abused you some more, to amuse us both. If I do it now you'll be late, now get your hustle on."She blew a raspberry at me from inside the bath.I went. Not that Mila was complaining too much. The money was great. No... themoney was fabulous. No... the money was everything! The money was thereason that she could tolerate living in Redhaven; a town far divorcedfrom the real world.Except for having all the trappings of a modern society, it was almostlike 1950's suburbia and with the restrictions applied by the church thewomen were almost like Stepford Wives, right down to the way theydressed, behaved and were subservient to their husbands and. Much of the report that Ramina sent the Admiral had already been released to the news stations. Riif had even filed her final report while we were in transit, along with her immediate resignation. When each of the men finished making me sound like some sort of hero, they motioned me to the podium.I added a very few details in my thirty-second speech. When I finished, the reporters erupted, shouting questions. Before I had time to react, a loud, shrill, deafening whistle sounded from behind me..