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she could see how another panel rose from the floor to meet it. When the table came to a halt, the cuffs around her ankles and arms automatically clicked open.
                Meredith swung her legs over the side and sat up. It was done. She was officially a prostitute. "Congratulations, girl. You can now add ho to your list of accomplishments."
                A movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention. Gleeth slithered into the room, tentacles waving.
                "I know you are physically well, but how do your feel?"
                The creature meant mentally. For all their technology, they still couldn't fathom the mind. And at this moment, if Gleeth was trying to read her, she would only get confusion and irritation.
                "I feel cheated. I didn't come."
                "We know."
                She hopped off the table to follow the alien out the door. "I was starting to, but he petered out on me before I had the chance."
                "We know."
                "Fuck. I guess all men are alike, no matter what the species."
                "It happens."
                "But I'm still horny." It was a familiar gnawing in her inner depths, the kind she would get whenever she'd come close to an orgasm but didn't. It would remain persistent until she did something about it.
                "Have patience."
                She groaned as she was led back to her room where she headed directly for the cleaning stall.
                "When you are done, and you still wish to visit the lounge, notify us, and someone will come to show you the way." Gleeth pointed to a tiny area on the wall near the door. Meredith judged it to be about nose high and memorized the location. There was probably a switch or some sort of sensor there.
                "What if I just leave the room and go search for it by myself?"
                "Until you become more accustomed to the ship, it would be advisable you use a guide."
                She nodded and pulled off her filmy shift before stepping into the stall. By the time she was finished, Gleeth was gone. Good. She was needing a quiet moment to relieve herself, and she dropped down on the pallet, face first, to masturbate. She managed to come, but it wasn't as satisfying as it would have been if she'd had a vibrator. Still, it was better than nothing.
                While she was still alone, she pulled out the bowl she'd saved from one of her meals. On the inside, she made a tally mark with her thumbnail. For some reason, she wanted to keep track of how many clients she serviced by the time her two years was up. Too bad she couldn't also keep track of the days. According to Gleeth, the whoreship was available at all hours, which meant there was never any distinction between night and day. She could understand, since she knew from her high school science classes that all planets used different clocks and calendars to mark days and years. It made her wonder what source these creatures used to determine the passing of time. Fortunately for her, if she needed to sleep, she had the option of dimming the light in her room to where it simulated night.
                Once she was done, she returned the bowl to its hiding place and dialed up a fresh shift, this time in yellow. Going over to the door, she found the little panel and pressed it. The door immediately slid open, surprising her, and she saw a figure standing on the other side. At a little over a yard tall, there was nothing on Earth she could compare it to, as it didn't resemble any sort of plant or animal she was familiar with. Shrugging, she gave it a smile.
                "Hi! I'm Meredith. You can call me Merry."
                "I am Oble. Follow me."
                They headed in the opposite direction than she'd gone