" Kiss me? Just where did you have in mind?" she teased."Oh ho. Now I've got a smart ass on my hands. Well for your information, I don't care where I ...kiss you. Anywhere in particular you think might be fun?" Ron got into her kidding."Ha. I just might have a special place for you to kiss, at that." She ran a hand down and around her thigh to her ass cheeks."Bring it here sweetheart. I'll kiss your beautiful ass absolutely anytime. Might even give you time to gather a crowd first."Debbie was. .. Audrey. Or was it Amber? No, Amber was who she was supposed to be, who she was scheduled to become, or so Master had told her.Why wasn’t she Amber? Why was she just ... Audrey?She slipped into the homeowner’s bedroom and hoped against hope she’d left her computer running. For several weeks now, she was diligent about powering down, leaving her visitors literally disconnected. But not today. It was still running, still warm.Audrey did not waste a second. Finding the gmail account, she. The scout’s communications officer had been running a diagnostic program at the time, and the message had not been deleted from the Martian’s workstation queue when Luisa had tried to erase it.“It makes sense in a way,” George put in. Aaron switched his gimlet gaze to him, and he shrugged uncomfortably. “Send someone through the wormhole with a badly damaged ship, and we’d surely take them in - especially if they were from the Mars Company.”Aaron sat back and, after a moment, shook his head.. The muffin was still warm, and a cup of coffee had been placed out. I sipped. Just how I like it. Was she another goddess? Following the morning ritual of the springs and falls, I ate out on the small patio. The coffee and muffin met well with the early autumn morning air. The hint of Halloween was there. This was my favorite time of the year. I ate the muffin. I drank the coffee slowly. I smoked a cigarette, and watched through the sliding glass window, waiting for the shower’s occupant to.