He directed his gaze to Gath again. “Groundie, I’m sure in all that extensive education you medics go through, they talked about tattoos somewhere..., didn’t they?”“Yes, gunny,” Gath said.“Why don’t you tell Private...”“Flippy, gunny,” the marine said.“Private Flippy,” Korgan said with a nod. “Tell him what a tattoo is.”“It’s a ritual, originally started on ancient Earth, in which pigment is injected into the dermal layer of the skin, permanently coloring it. They would use it to write words or. The port of Lima, Peru, was in sight, and Terrance Davis had a shopping list of items ready to be moved from the warehouse to the ship. He hoped that the warehouse was still intact and had not been breached. If the power had not failed, there were a few surprises in this warehouse. When he had purchased the warehouse there had been a huge underground freezer storage facility. He had a ton of all flavors of ice cream if it was still good, along with a couple of tons of frozen fruit. He was. His gaze settled on Tom, "What you fellers want?"Tom knew that he had picked him out as the leader of the group too easily. He had made a mistake, but it couldn't be helped now. He smiled and asked where he could find the land office. The deputy looked him over once again and then dismissed him. He slipped his hat slowly back down over this eyes and jerked his thumb down the road. "Take the second left. It will be on the right about half way down." Tom smiled again and said his thanks as they. TheMaster was unshackling his sub helping her from the stage. The stage area grewdark. Her lover pulled her closer in the semi-darkness his gentle fingers massagingher breasts tugging gently at her nipples, she leaned back against him, herhead on his shoulder. Taking a deep breath she could smell his scent. She hadfound how potent his scent was to her, keeping him in her memory even whenhe was not with her. She would smell his pillow, close her eyes rememberinghis caresses when he had left her.