2 – junior, as he was called, yelled out ‘CUT! That’s a Wrap!, ladies and germs!”And they said their goodbyes and left to go to their respecti...ve Trailers.“Now what Boss?” junior queried to the Booty inspector, Dick jones“Dick sighed with exasperation. ‘Yeah, it’ll definitely be a shame to lose these 2 Sex Goddesses, but what’s gotta be done’s got to be done.” . . . So, off into the Sunset, in their Stagecoach, Dick and no. 2 rode, each with a Nubian Zulu Princess sitting up next to them,. With the worn ragged clothes, the torn feet cover and her faltering vision, she moved forward still, growing even more certain that they would reach Angus’ keep. Coinneach did not cry. The boy barely had any strength left after the crying fit he threw the night before. The servant’s whisper constantly cooed him with kind words, soothing him to forget the unresolved hunger. She remembered protecting him from the rocky earth as her walk turned to lifeless sway and her knees hit the ground. But. If we can get it down to your compound, however, I can make it invisible to detection by any surveillance method your planet has with the exception of straight vision. I can even mask it slightly for vision by covering the ship with a hologram to make it look like an earth building. The problem with that is if someone comes into the compound and walks up to the hologram they can then see the ship piece. Also, it would not be logical to believe a building the size this one would have to be could. Some officious clerk indignantly informed me that he had better things to do than stay late for some "maverick female". He sniffed and offered his opinion that he could not understand why I was being shown such special treatment. I was tempted to show him, but confined myself to ignoring the majority of the forms he thrust at me to fill out.I was supposed to take a physical and then go to the training school where I would be taught to be sneaky, underhanded and deadly. I knew damn well that.