”“And how do you plan to do this? She is not of your time,” Merlin pressed.“True, but neither is she of this time. She should not be alive. ... Therefore, I plan to solve both problems with a single action.”“That action being?”“When I return to my own time, I plan to bring her with me.”“Interesting. She is agreeable to this as well?”“She is. In fact, she is excited to learn of all the new and wondrous things she will see in the future,” Dave replied. “I have been quite impressed at how. The data net corruption deleting the prisoners names came from the marshals on this floor. My sealed file was access by one of the marshals assigned here.”He looked towards the door and finally nodded, “What do you want me to do?”I smiled, “Nothing. I will bring each marshal in here and ask my question.”The commander frowned, “This is not standard and the court might...”I waved, “When whoever it was accessed my file he accessed more than just my information. This is now a violation of imperial. The next day she would check to see if any of them had come. Sweating and moaning in pain, they were both in bad shape every morning, after 8 to 10 hours of teasing. But the bar was always dry. Dissapointed by the outcome, she'd give them thirty shocks on their cunts as punishment for their failure. And so, although the arrival of their mistress signalled the end of the vibrations, it was their most feared time of the day. Until one day. It had been about three weeks since they were announced. " Just once?" she said, raising the eyebrows on those pretty green eyes. "A World War II buff like you?" Well," I said with a shrug, "my wife isn't too keen on historical things. She went the one time with me and she never wanted to go again."Before Emily could answer, Frank put in his two cents. "I'm with your wife," he said. "Who the hell wants to go see where a bunch of Japs ambushed us." He shook his head a little. "It's morbid you ask me. Fuckin' Japs. We should've nuked them a long time.