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e back into the comfortable routine of
duty.
"Number One, how many crew members are still on the planet
today?" Shardin asked Sha'teem, his second in command. Sha'teem also
looked tired, but happy, and Shardin had heard about his group's orgy
and their antics with the boy they had 'bought'.
"Twenty-four, sir. They have about six more hours before the
shuttles pick them up."
"Good. That's the last batch of happy campers, too. We've
managed to have a fine time without any of our folks being hurt or
spirited away into slavery. I'll be relieved when we get those last
two shuttle-loads safely back home, though."
Lord Shardin had met Amri last night, after Sha'teem and the
girls had arrived back at the ship looking totally drained, but happy.
Sha'teem had brought the boy by Shardin's quarters to introduce him to
his captain, and Shardin had delivered a stern lecture to Amri about
when and where he was allowed to 'play slave-boy', and what would
happen to him if he broke the rules. The boy meekly vowed to become
the best crewman he could, and to
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