"Hmm that's odd." In their hands they hold packages of Contura Stockings. "Well baby, ordered some hose?" "No, but hey...I'm not complainin." "Ya know... what they say, nothing is free, Michael." "Well they just don't give free stockings in the mail now do they?" Laura laughs, "I guess not." Michael takes off his pants and says, "Well baby let's try them on." "Hmm I dunno..." "Why not?" he asks as he opens the packaging. "I dunno...where did they come from?" "I guess they are new, and they sent us. I started doing the grunt work butthe Navy rewards good results. I loved seeing the faces of sailorscoming off or going onto a hard work shift enjoying a good meal. Istarted to get a good reputation and high marks on my service record. Istarted thinking about a civilian culinary school when my hitch was upand I wore my bunkmate out talking about the restaurant I wanted toopen." And then the fire happened." And then the fire. It seemed like I would barely be able to cook formyself let alone for. Dr. Mei­ersdottir is their elected leader, and the decision-making is in her hands for the moment." And my decision is that we're among friends and we'll treat them as friends," Meiersdottir picked up before Miller could speak. "It will be a landing of scientists, not of soldiers." Mr. Shaw, I must protest!" exclaimed Miller. His voice took on a venomous undertone. "As I recall the records of the first mission here, you didn't see any threat then, either."Shaw nodded without embarrassment.. They were almost like brother and sister, although he was still her master. And yet, as time went by, Vladimir began to be more and more demanding of her during their daily ritual. He made her degrade herself in front of him, spreading her legs wide so he could gaze at her pink tight opening, or smearing her young breasts with dirt or dung, even kissing his feet. She was becoming used to all this, and she regarded it as a small price to pay for her continued happiness, or at least continued.