What I probably didn't mention was that I had seen a therapist about quitting. Well, PJ had seen therapists on and off for years, for depression (this... was long before she was diagnosed as a multiple). I went with her occasionally, when one therapist or another needed to meet me or felt I needed to be a more active participant in the therapy.At one such session, habits were discussed. I won't list all the annoying little things that married people don't realize they do that annoy the hell out of. Otherwise it was nothing the human crew would notice at all.About a week after the Roshaa had left the system of the machine intelligences Mev was in his usual place in the control area atop the control tower. The other High Lords were in other parts of the ship but there were a number of humans on the platform, some manning control consoles and others just lounging around, taking the opportunity to be in the same place as Mev. All of the High Lords were very popular on the Roshaa and in some. “What are you girl.” I sneered “I’m nothing but a slut. And that’s all I will ever be.” She sighed in shame. “Music to my ears.” I grabbed a head of her and had her stand up on her feet. I pushed her on to the table, and forced her legs back. I released my cock from my pants and put it into her wet pussy. She moaned as I started to thrust. “That’s right, moan you whore.” I jeered “I knew you’ve been waiting for this as long as much as I have. I knew getting those boys off was making you wet you. I didn't think it was a very big deal - I had been awakened by a terrible feeling, grabbed my knife, and managed not to get killed. But only just. Only the fact that I had only a small nick and quick thinking by Scar to clean my wound had saved my life. She had made a very nasty poison from a couple of herbs in my collection. I had nearly died — I had actually stopped breathing for a few minutes, they told me, during the middle of the morning. But once I started to recover, I recovered fairly.