. I am Manisha 34 years married women with 2 kids.. I am looking younger than my age and my husband admires me a lot on that.. We had good married lif...e but once kids grown up, we are unable to meet the expenses and I feel my husband wants me to work. I did my Bsc but did not work anytime. So I was reluctant how will I get the work.. My husband did not force me to do any job but the tension home was growing due to want of money..So I started applying on my won whatever vacancies see in news. But Silvia could recognize the face of my prime suspect—and her scent, and her telepathic profile. Remember—it was just suspicion on my part. Telepathy isn't adequate probable cause on Paxlyn Domain—not yet! It is subjective and few humans are telepathic. Scoo and the Vix might change that—or might not.Preparations for an afternoon 'test-flight' of the Long Stalk was expedited by Council, the computer program governing Paxlyn Domain. I put 'test flight' in quotation marks because the Long Stalk. SHIT! Too close to the pussy! God I hate it when I do that, I thought, as the burning sensation shot through me. I put on some music and was half dancing as I approached the mirrored door on my closet. I took an honest assessment of what I saw. Nice hair, pretty eyes and smile. My skin was still good. I did not look mid 50's. What I saw next had me convinced that if I had John's telephone number, I would have canceled the date. Large, sagging, riddled-with-stretch-marks body. What was I. I think.’ That explanation offered Eldrian little to no comfort. ‘If you ever have this job, and she’s in the room, just pretend she isn’t there. If you’re really really quiet, she might not even notice you. Sometimes she…’ Whatever Dodeb went on saying, as they began heaving the doors closed, shot past Eldrian’s ears. All his focus jumped to the other end of the shadowed room where stood the door to the Marisin’s quarters. He could hear her singing. That soft-echoing, vaguely ethereal voice.