Darissa, Paili and Jay stood silently, confidently in the large intersection, staring off in different directions as they scanned the city, from top t...o bottom, absorbing the mass of humanity as it wondered what to expect next. "Remember the script we rehearsed last week," Paili whispered into Darissa's soft ear. Darissa smiled as both girls nestled against Jay, Paili lightly caressing Jay's muscular chest as she tilted her head on his shoulder (though Jay's normal height was 5'10" and Paili's. "Boy, what a life this is turning out to be. To go from a virgin one day to having two beautiful, older, experienced women in as many days." Now he was going home to his aunt who had something waiting for him. I don't understand how men can claim that their tired of too much sex and can't perform, he thought. I'm ready to go again and I'll be ready for more when I get back to work in the morning. Kevin pulled into the driveway of his aunt's home and jumped out of the car and quickly entered. The drones do work though, its just that most of the time their range is too short to make them all that effective. The skywatchers are a threat when they are miles away and can see things. Up close they are just an inconvenient speed bump for a tank. What we really need is a better way to deal with some of the sonic and vibro weapons the Sa'arm use. They are definitely modified mining instruments, but they can also put out what is effectively a ballistic shield. It's part of why attacking a. Tarras remembered the Elder who gave the blessing after the planting, and how he had removed his sandals before traversing the field. He now noticed the heady smell of fresh soil which lay spread over the floor of the shack."Forgive my insult, Elder," said Tarras in as solemn a voice as he could muster. He shed his shoes and stepped upon the fresh earth. As he approached, his senses were assaulted by a stronger, less agreeable odor, the unmistakable musk of old perspiration and unwashed.