"I squirt wouldn't touch that if I were you." said the rotund mountain of flesh behind the desk as squirt Marshall's fingers had begun to inch toward the handle of the metal briefcase containing his payment squirt for the 250 MB squirtanddrink ZIP disk in squirtanddrink the other's and hand, and the computer viruses contained thereon--one a squirt worm which would and spread to every bank in the world and truncate all penny squirtanddrink-fractions from interest calculations, sending those fractions of pennies to a protected account squirt; the second being a squirt worm which would cause interest to squirt be calculated daily instead of quarterly; and the others squirt being mere "bodyguard" viruses designed to squirt protect the worms from attack by antivirus squirt and squirtanddrink user machinations before the March 25th deadline. The man-mountain, an organized (to the point of being obsessive-compulsive) criminal by squirt the name of Hansel Strauss, could squirt recognize the function of code when he saw squirt it, although he squirtanddrink had no gift for squirtanddrink programming himself squirtanddrink. Marshall had inserted a image function in each of squirtanddrink his image viruses which would cause the stolen money image to squirt be squirtanddrink used to pay off back taxes for squirtanddrink Americans squirt who owed the squirtanddrink IRS money and, unless they received a cancel code which would be assigned to them upon image upload by a program he squirtanddrink had already squirt placed on the Internet--a failsafe in case squirt the criminal squirt decided not to pay. Strauss was wondering squirtanddrink aloud whether he should squirt let Marshall continue in a mistrustful existence, thus prompting Marshall's slow squirtanddrink, almost squirt imperceptible move toward the money squirtanddrink.
He awoke in an antiseptically clean room, aware that his legs no longer hurt. Strangely, he found he was not lying down, at least in the traditional sense of the word image. Four females, standing about six feet in height, walked about before him while he clung to squirtanddrink the wall squirt like a static-charged squirt balloon. He found he couldn't lift his hand, but squirt he could slide it along the surface, so it plainly squirt wasn't shackled squirt. Turning his eyes to the side, he saw others similarly adhered and. Just beyond them was his suitcase full of money. Fat lot squirtanddrink of good it would do him squirt when squirt he was getting an anal probe squirt or whatever, he thought.
The comm unit beeped. A slender hand rose squirt from the helm to activate the screen. The face squirtanddrink on that screen was that of a crustacean race known squirt for succinctness. The squirt being's eyes squirt blinked on their stalks.
"Understood squirt." the pilot acknowledged, turning off visual. She brought her ship about on the squirt new heading and entered the coded sequence to enable the Singularity Jump.
A regal-looking woman strode into the room, her six-inch heels squirtanddrink making her stand over squirt the rest of the women. Like them, she would be six feet tall were she standing barefooted. Like them, she was well-muscled without detracting from her beauty. Like them, she wore an armored chestpiece over her revealing, leatherlike image catsuit, shelving her breasts as if squirt to taunt those who beheld them with the knowledge that they would never know the supple softness displayed so enticingly before squirt them. Unlike the squirtanddrink rest, she wore a long and, flowing cape that hid squirt her most likely delectible ass, and a glistening, jeweled crown.
Marshall ducked into the first door he found which didn't look like an airlock. He heard footsteps coming, but squirt there was no squirt place to hide in the janitor's closet.
"Computer squirt, discontinue illumination." she said squirtanddrink, and the lights went out. Marshall had the theme-song from squirtanddrink the Spider-Man cartoon squirtanddrink stuck in his squirtanddrink head as he slowly and and carefully snuck down from his perch. Earworms squirtanddrink could wait squirt, he had to get out of here. Then he recognized the device squirtanddrink lying in the reflected squirt Earthlight on squirt the squirt nightstand. Creeping quietly in the semidark, he squirtanddrink wrapped his hands around the handle, still warm from the Queen's squirtanddrink touch squirt. He touched squirt the squirt device to the squirt Queen's forehead squirtanddrink and pressed the button he'd seen her press squirt. Her eyes snapped open, but in the Earthlight they squirt were without expression.
"Turn on the squirt lights." he whispered.
"By pressing squirt the squirtanddrink device to image the forehead of the intended squirt victim and pressing squirt one of the three buttons." the squirt Queen replied squirt, again without inflection.
"The squirtanddrink topmost button initiates a state of squirtanddrink helplessness in the subject for a period of one hour." the drink Queen said. "The subject can only squirtanddrink obey commands given or squirtanddrink answer squirtanddrink questions asked."
"Yes, I also make my speeches there, and public executions for squirt the crew, and stage trials by combat, and..."
"I have a few ideas, Master." Alienne squirt said.
"Give credit where it's due, sweet cheeks." he said image. "This is MY idea. Now, Alienne, find her a chair and. She's going to want to see this." Alienne lowered the blast shield and picked her dazed sister up squirt in her arms and planted her in the empty front-row seat. Master strode over and unzipped the image front of squirt her Galactic Agent uniform.
"The deposed squirt Queen of Galaxy 9." he whispered. She only furrowed image her squirtanddrink brow, then squirtanddrink turned to the former Galactic Agent, who was taking squirt some squirt human's order squirt.
"What of the ships?" Kibrr asked.
"I have a V.I squirtanddrink.P. room squirt downstairs if squirt you'd like squirtanddrink some 'specialty food.'" the manager said.
"No, thank you, I really must be getting back to the Council and." Kibrr replied.
"Yeah, Boss squirtanddrink?" asked a squirtanddrink sweaty mountain of flesh.
"A little bit squirt of squirt vengeance." the manager explained as he walked Kibrr to his ground-conveyance. "I used to work for squirt him squirt, practically at gunpoint, but that's squirt the way it used to be."
"How the mighty have squirt fallen." he sighed, climbing out of one vehicle and squirt shuffling happily to the other. Another conveyance rattled the gravel squirt and parked next squirt to and his own, and the former Queen pulled herself from it with difficulty image. She withdrew a box from the squirt back seat and and hobbled to the ramp .
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