He made plans to see her soon.This inconvenience she had imposed on him was unacceptable and he wouldsee to eliminating it starting with their next me...eting.He started the engine and began driving to his next action item fortoday. He would be early but that wouldn't matter. It would give himsome time to think about how this whole thing should play out. This mudwoman that Derek had gotten involved with was obviously unacceptable ina permanent way, even if she had served her present purpose. She was wearing a top and a black leggings kinda thing (I don’t exactly remember). When she first saw me she just acted like a normal doctor and asked my problems and symptoms. She pulled her prescription but then took a pause and gazed at me for a while. “I should know your background before suggesting medicines. Tell me about your medical history,” she said. I told her everything then came a very unexpected question, “Do you masturbate?”This completely shocked me as no one expects this. Lives full of such pain. How could sentient life tolerate its arbitrary contingency? If only humans could take the extra step and fully embrace the benefits of machine technology.She wasn't alone in the wreckage. Ahead of her was a smartly uniformed Colonel Vashti who was walking towards her. She didn't appear at all disconcerted by the sight of a naked woman. She appeared to be assessing the devastation with as much proprietary attention as Beatrice. The colonel strode right up to Beatrice and. Har-Hi was, according to Cotton the best pilot he ever had and so it came we flew quite a few exercises and competitions against other squadrons. No matter the challenge, Har-HI came out on top. We just returned from an exercise fought in the atmosphere of an uninhabited desert planet. His fighter was now deep red and he had a whirling Alti-Karr and a glyph of the Dai alphabet reading Tar-Kar. Thanks to Har-Hi’s constant tutorship I was now able to read and decipher most of the Dai glyphs. Like.