Uthlaran culture is male centric. A Terran female can usually find a job as a secretary or clerk, but little else."
"I assure you I was just as surprised to learn that Victor Gregorian from Snowy Hills High School has become a smuggler and gunrunner going by the name of Trader Vyx. As I read through the Raider report on you this morning and saw your image, I did a double take. I knew it couldn't possibly be you and assumed it had to be someone who resembled you, but the resemblance was so uncanny that I found myself unable to stop staring at your image. Even so, it's only your face that reminded me of that skinny bookworm from my high school days."
"You don't exactly look like the high school cheerleader I remember. You were pretty in high school, but now you're stunning."
"Thank you. We're both adults now, with adult bodies."
"Your gown is beautiful. I expected less formal attire. Do you dress like this every day?"
"Of course not. Normally I wear a business outfit with slacks. I wore this especially for you. I wanted to impress you. This became a special day once I learned who Trader Vyx might really be. I can't tell you how excited I was when I first saw you just now and knew it really was you. My heart is beating so hard it seems it will burst."
"I wish I had known who Lippaula really was. I would have cleaned up and worn something more appropriate."
"You look fine. More than fine actually. The skinny bookworm has turned into a real man. Since seeing your image in the file, I've imagined what you must look like under that cloak."
"Really? And what did you imagine you'd see?"
"I saw a muscular chest with washboard abs, sculptured arms, narrow waist and hips, and strong, powerful legs."
Vyx opened the cloak and then pulled it off while Lippaula watched.
"I was right," she said, smiling as Vyx tossed his cloak onto a nearby chair. "You can take off your laser pistol. You won't need it here."
"I always feel undressed without it. I only take it off when I go to bed."
She chuckled. "Maybe later then. Let's sit down and continue our reunion discussion."
Lippaula selected a sofa on the smaller side that kept them in close proximity.
When they were comfortable, Vyx asked, "How did you wind up out here?"
"I went to a party with a few new friends and tried some new drug that was supposed to make you feel great. I woke up months later in a jail cell on a Raider base in space, feeling not so great."
"How did you avoid getting sent to a pleasure resort as a slave?"
"I didn't. I was there for over two years. Luckily, they screwed up when they were wiping the minds of the new girls. I was strapped down on the table and the technician was just about to reset me to zero when he was called away. Another technician came in to take over and asked me my name. I'd seen how the girl before me acted after having her mind wiped, so I imitated her behavior. He assumed I'd been processed already, released me, and called someone in to take me to my cell. If I'd been subjected to that procedure, my oldest memories of the past would be the two sordid years at that miserable resort. Instead, I remember my entire childhood and, most especially, my wonderful years in high school. Memories of that time with family and friends got me through those two years. I might have taken my own life otherwise, as many of the other girls did. But I was determined to get away, so I watched, learned, and bided my time until I got a chance to escape. My opportunity came in the form of an Uthlaran freighter. It was scheduled to leave orbit before the guest to whom I'd been assigned for the day was scheduled to leave the resort. I dropped some sleeping pills into his drink and he was slumbering soundly when I snuck out. The resort shouldn't have begun looking for me for hours.
"I managed to sneak aboard the freighter's shuttle and hide out in a storage locker. The freighter crew discovered me after we reached the ship, but I promised them sexual favors in
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