Friends Alienne

     "I wouldn mom't touch that if I were you." said the rotund mountain of flesh behind my the desk as Marshall's fingers had begun to mom inch toward myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer the handle of the metal briefcase containing his payment for the 250 MB ZIP friends disk in the other's hand, and the computer viruses contained thereon--one a worm which would hot spread to every bank in the world and truncate all penny-fractions from interest calculations, sending mom those fractions of pennies to myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer a protected account; the second being a worm which my would cause interest to be calculated daily instead myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer of quarterly trailer; and myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer the others being mere "bodyguard myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer" viruses designed to friends protect the worms myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer from attack by antivirus and user machinations before the March 25th deadline. The man-mountain, an organized (to the point of being obsessive-compulsive friends) criminal by the name of Hansel Strauss , could recognize the function of code when he saw my it, although he had no gift for programming himself. Marshall had inserted myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer a function in each of his viruses which would cause the stolen money to be used to pay trailer off back taxes for Americans who owed the IRS money friends, unless they received a cancel code which would be assigned to my them upon upload by a friends program he had already placed on the Internet--a failsafe friends in case the criminal decided myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer not to pay. Strauss was wondering aloud whether he myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer should video let Marshall myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer continue in a mistrustful existence, thus prompting Marshall's slow, almost imperceptible move toward the money.
     "We have myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer a job for an friends agent of your caliber." it my said. "Prisoner myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer 9ad35f has escaped custody and is recruiting an army from myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer an overpopulated backwater planet through the use of illegal trailer mind-control, most likely hoping video to video regain her throne in Galaxy 9. Your ship is closest to the planet. Coordinates have been transmitted to your computer myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer. Orders are to recapture."
     "Understood." the pilot acknowledged, turning off visual. She brought friends her ship video about on the new heading and entered the coded sequence to enable the Singularity Jump.
     No need to ask my who's in charge here, Marshall friends thought.
     "Computer friends, discontinue illumination." she said, and the lights went out. Marshall my had the my theme-song from the mom Spider-Man cartoon stuck in my his head as he slowly and carefully snuck down my from his perch friends. Earworms could my wait, he had to get video out of here. Then he recognized the device lying in the reflected Earthlight on the my nightstand. Creeping quietly myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer in the semidark friends, he wrapped friends his hands around the handle, still warm from the hot Queen's touch. He myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer touched friends the device to the Queen's forehead and pressed friends the button he'd seen her press. Her eyes snapped open, but in the Earthlight they were without expression.
     "Computer," she said without inflection, "illuminate." The my lights obediently came on.
     "Computer, initiate privacy lock, authorization..." a string of nonsensical syllables mrs streamed from her mouth, though her voice was myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer lowered so my that my the microphones in mom the room myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer could myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer barely hear my her.
     Sneaking up on an inner planet of a wide myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer, nine-planet solar system such as this one my was always tedious myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer, especially when one was imagining what horrors might myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer be my visited upon the helpless pre -lightspeed civilization my living on the planet orbited by the Royal Spaceyaught mom. By the time she passed the myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer sixth planet from the sun, she was growing impatient friends. To fill time she friends activated a passive scan friends of the system.
     Once the brainlock wore off, Alienne proved herself trailer to be friends fully in Marshall's power. Her eagerness to please myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer was something no one he'd ever met myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer could possibly duplicate. Well, unless he myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer used the mind-control device on her.
     "You did well trailer." Marshall assured myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer her my, caressing her face. The myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer joy that crossed that face was such that Marshall would trade his whole suitcase full of money to see it again--though he realized he didn't have to mom. He asked the friends helpless subordinate her name, and received a string friends of video nonsense as myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer her my reply. He relieved Alienne of her myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer device and placed it on the girl's myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer forehead. He gave her myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer the same speech he'd given friends Alienne, but changed her name friends to Cobalt. He had Alienne my lock the mom door, and they waited for the helplessness to wear off. Once Cobalt's new friends mind was working, he asked friends Alienne how my many more of these devices were on board.
     "Is that how you program your mom human 'recruits?'" Marshall asked.
     "Yes, Master." Alienne responded.
     Damn, the agent thought. It was probably too late, but nevertheless, she myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer had never video been one for being late. The autoguns would be programmed friends to detect and fire my upon any object, but a drive signature with no mass-reading attached trailer would not register as my an object. She myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer hit the throttle and the ship lurched forward at four G video accelleration. A photon torpedo breached myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer the hull of friends the shuttle bay my, and she powered my inside, stopping just millimeters from the inside wall. The force field kept most of the air inside, as my it was programmed to. The agent dove into one of my the ventillation shafts, knowing that the corridor would probably friends still be swarming myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer with her my sister's loyal agents.
     "Hey, Astra, this guy here's asking about some Queen and myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer galaxies and stuff."
     "How the mighty have fallen." he sighed, climbing trailer out of one vehicle and my shuffling happily to the my other. Another conveyance myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer rattled the gravel myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer and parked friends next to my his own, and the former Queen pulled herself from it with difficulty. She withdrew a myfriendshotmommrsstarrtrailer box from the back seat and hobbled to the mrs ramp.