. the perfect rifle for eliminating rabid squirrels and their ilk. He had that killer look.Arthur would jerk Mitch's hand loose from his sleeve saying..., "Not now, I'll tell you when, Mitch," and go back to admiring the huge pedestal mounted pre-war chrome and brass Zeiss Battleship Spotting Binoculars with the filters and who knows what all mounted to the heavy housing. He gave me that 'Pretty Please, with Sugar on it' look that just begs for a look.So, with my bobcat kit balanced on my fourteen. How does that work?”“We’re wearing specially designed clothes that were developed by Scyftan scientists thousands of years ago. They change with the person when they shift, and can actually make shifting a little easier. When we shift into animals, or the form you just saw where Aleena started growing fur, our clothes are incorporated into the form. When we transform back, our clothes transform back as well. It really helps, otherwise any time you changed your form, you’d have to get dressed. “It’ll make interplanetary trade simpler, and evaluating new wares on subsequent planets easier. Your crew can identify and select new products, speeding up every aspect of your business.”“Our quantum-linked aids allow for simultaneous language acquisition,” Zita stressed. “Your people can converse with worlds you haven’t reached and generate advanced orders. Thus you’ll know what they want and how much they’ll pay in advance. It eliminates the uncertainty that plagues traders now. How do you. .. Mistress and me.Mistress and me. Now. There it is. The words ring in my head and it's just as well that I don't have anything else to do but stand here and being felt up and down. I'd definitely fuck up any command right now as my mind processes the thought. She's the mistress, I'm the slave. That's what this is all about. I guess my subconsciousnes knew it all along, but only now did it allow the thought to enter my consciousness.Mistress and slave. Ok. So far, so bad. I don't want to be.