Then she said softly, but loudly enough for both senior Christians to hear her, “Just a few short years ago, I was living on the streets, fucking fo...r food. Then I was found on the street and wound up on the Yucatan at The Wilkerson Institute.” At that, she giggled.“What’s so funny about that?” Carol asked.“Jonathan Wilkerson is going to be beside himself, if he isn’t already,” she replied cryptically.Although she had no idea who Jonathan Wilkerson was, Carol made the connection between the. The priority is to upgrade the fleet and cargo ships in order to fly to the Collective for very high level tech equipment and then return packed with cargo to facilitate the speed of further refits. We will send you lists of what we need from you, Cassius,” Ouma said smiling.“I am eternally grateful to you Ouma. The Empire appreciates what you are doing,” Cassius said fervently.“It is in all of our best interests. Many a war is won by those who can create the most effective industrial output,”. “Are you okay? Let me see.” “No, it’s fine,” insisted Kat, holding it behind her back. She was so embarrassed. “Nonsense. Let me take a look.” She pursed her lips and held her hand out in front of her. Dylan took it in his own and gently turned it over. Kat was just as shocked as he appeared to be that there was not a mark on her. She just stared at it, amazed to see that it was completely unharmed by the fire. To try and lighten the mood, Kat just giggled and tried to wave it off. “Always does. "If a white girl jus' spreads her legs for 'em an' lets 'em do whatever they want, they think she's easy an' lose respect for 'em. White girls jus' ain't' s'posed to act like that." Now, to those kinda white men, black girls is somethin' made for sex. To them, a black girl what does what they want ain't some kinda slut. 'stead, she's jus' doin' what a good nigga does an' good niggas is what they like. It ain't about respect, it's about appreciation."Dylan isn't like that," objected Myrna"Maybe.