He'd told Scooter that whatever happened, she'd be making at least the last four trips of the year as a boatman, which would make a significant increa...se in her income -- not quite up to what she'd made at NOC last year, but living expenses were a lot less, and she'd have time to do something else over the slow winter season.As Scooter sat on the nose of a raft with her cigar going, she had a feeling that wasn't good. One of the important characteristics a good boatman has is the ability to. As you can read in its thoughts, it is only now beginning to suspect that the survivors and encampment were a simple illusion we placed in their minds," thought the Magistrate. Their voice sounded higher. A female of the species?"You're not speaking, yet I can hear you," said Pike."You will note the confusion as it reads our thought transmissions," the Magistrate thought. Vessels on the side of its head pulsated.Pike replied, "All right then, telepathy. You can read my mind. I can read yours.. I make sure they really are guilty first.All I'm asking is that you give me a chance to convince you. Give me a fair chance and then decide if what I do is so wrong. Susan murdered my baby at her husband's request. Tight, wet pussies must be hard to find, cuz he forgave her. They both thought they would do some bullshit couple counseling, and just move on after ruining my life and murdering my son.Heh, snicker, grin, chuckle.I knew I would be a suspect so I began establishing my alibi. I. Dave didn't like what was going on, but he had agreed to it because he had wanted Linda for his wife. Suck it up and act like a man. No, as Jeff would put it: act like an Alpha. Shit! I damn sure don't have to like it, though, but I'm not going to mess it up for Linda. Shit. Shit. Shit!Jeff's wives, including Kayla, stood in a group hug with Dave's and Bill's wives as the focal point of the group. They had an unusual addition to their gathering, though. Little One sat in plain sight on Diana's.