Friday, 08:00 tines
Two tines later Juraens, Mark, and Sara stumbled from the sleeping chamber. Sam was waiting with three cups of coffee and three glasses of Tierest juice.
“Daddy, you shouldn’t have let us sleep so late. Tonight is the reception and I have to see to the details.”
“After breakfast you can go help Kristen, Pet, but your body is still recovering from major trauma and that means you need more sleep. There are plenty of women…er fems…on this ship to help and I’m sure all are willing.” Sam turned to Mark and Juraens. ‘‘Chou and Aloysius were just here. They’ve organized the cats into squads to mingle with our guests and see who gets too nosey. Also, Kristen and Shelly Long suggested a light mind block for the women and children so that they don’t make a slip about the fabri
