" If you don't, some chapters will be displayed incorrectly. The blasting pop music from the house reached all the way to the street. It was late Frid...ay, so it was a tradition for the young to keep the city awake. Unfazed, you walked up the staircase with a sleeping bag over your shoulder. Before you could knock, the door swung open, almost sending you tumbling.She stood there, the light from indoors behind her, outlining her in the darkness outside. She was wearing a shirt, her braided blonde. When my Mistress returned, she found me unconscious and her precious slave draped on top of me. Smacking him hard across the ass, he jolted up, flying off of me causing me to wake up as well. “Did I tell you to stop? Did I say you could just stop whenever you pleased?” She barked at him. He simply turned around on his knees and stared towards the floor as her vicious whip caught his ass eleven straight times in a row. Sending him back to his cell, Mistress walked over to me and grinned. “Having. "This must be their brother's room" she said from yet another bedroom, "He's in the army."There were cupboards full of suits and uniforms, shoes and boots as well as rows and rows of civilian stuff,"Right" I said, "Let's have a bath, sort some clothes out for tomorrow and then we'll see what we're going to do" OK" she said then yelped, "The bath"The water was about an inch from the top by the time I'd fought my way through the steam, I turned the cold tap on, held my arm under it and then. If he knew anything about dropship pilots, they’d be looking for a flat surface to set down on, and that might prove difficult with the dunes of snow that the winds were forming. He felt a fresh blast of air coming in from a different direction, warmer than it should be, and looked upwards as flecks of snow splashed his face plate. There, he could make out the blue flare of the shuttle’s thruster jets, but only just. There was no way his flashlight would penetrate that far.It seemed to be.