I got where I am by a combination of guile, street smarts, and perfectly timed assassinations,” VanderVoort says. “If you can’t out think ‘em, out maneuver ’em, or intimidate ’em then be sure to put a bullet between their eyebrows.
Back off guys,” I said. “Nothing happened. I had way too much to drink and Hopsheer let me crash on her floor last night. That’s all that happened.” “Really?” Tarr asked as he pointed at my neck. “Her rug give you those hickeys?” I.
Keep dwelling in the past and you won’t see the present.
We can’t afford another Deirdre issue.
But the sounds behind me tell me why. I risk a glance and see so many Zs on our asses that I wonder if they’ve been doing pilates all this time to get in shape for the great Whispering Pines mad-dash marathon.
It may have been the 32nd century, but the ladies still get a raw deal in the galaxy. Too many macho planets with macho races that were afraid their little dingles would fall off if the females of their species were allowed some equality.