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did Chae have to be so damn tall? With her long blonde braids, and her amazon physique, she always looked like a Viking shield-maiden from ancient times.
    Chae grinned. “Sweet and ornery as ever. Did I tell you he likes to cook for me now? Good thing too, cause I hate cooking. Unlike some people I know.”
    “C ooking isn’t so bad,” Naero protested.
    Chaela just shivered. “Ugh!”
    “H ow is Remy’s cooking?” Tarim asked.
    “P assable, very passable. He’s getting better, so I don’t want to discourage him. My honey’s such a sweet guy. When our work’s done each day, we can’t wait to relax and just be together.”
    “T hat’s nice,” Naero said, checking the time. “Uh-oh. Hey, we’d better hurry. Saemar’s going to be waiting for us.”
    All of their wristcoms chimed in unison as if on cue. Saemar’s voice blurted out.
    “W here are you guys? Hey, sweeties! I’ve got a dinner all prepared. It’s getting cold. What are you doing? What’s taking so long?”
    “K eep your knickers on,” Chaela shouted.
    “C ’mon, sweetie. You know I never wear any. They just get in the way, ya know?”
    “W e’ll be there shortly,” Naero said, laughing. She closed the link.
    “C ’mon, you guys,” Chaela told them. “We’d better not keep the Whore of Babylon waiting. You should have never given her this command, En. She was bad enough as a flight leader on The Ajax .”
    “W hat Saemar does in her private time has always been her own business, Chae. It’s not like any of us can stop her. You know her better than I do. She’s a force of nature.”
    “I sure do. She’s a force of something. Now she’s in full command of a bunch of randy, hot-headed fighter jocks. They’re not just competing with each other for top flight status, but for on-top-of-her status too.”
    Naero lifted both hands. “Be that as it may, she’s doing a great job so far. The rest is up to her. She thanks me all the time and tells me how she’s in heaven. How can that be so bad? Her people love her. They perform for her on levels that are off the charts.”
    Chae rolled her eyes. “Yeah. What’s not to love? Literally. But mark my words, if anyone can find a way to screw herself to death, it’s Saemar. And the female fighter jocks are starting to grumble, saying all the guys get special consideration.”
    Naero shook her head. “All right, I’ll talk to her. That can be dealt with. She can stay Saemar and still find a way to be fair.”
    They entered one of the few refitted repair facilities and were promptly greeted by Captain Saemar before a bustling team of handsome young aides and officers in front of a banquet table.
    Afte r listening to Chae, Naero half-expected Saemar to appear before them washed out and bedraggled from endless bouts of debauchery with her fawning, predominantly male crew.
    Instead it pleased her greatly to see Saemar vibrant and energetic, looking fit and in top form. She wore a tailored, impeccable black duty uniform, but her cute optional skirt was a little shorter than normal Spacer regs, accentuating her knock-out legs.
    Although as a Spacer captain on her own ship, by rights Saemar set the uniform regs.
    Which usually did not show cleavage.
    Yet Saemar ’s ample breasts almost blasted out of her uniform top, half-revealed to all of the universe to gawk at. And she apparently liked it that way.
    She bounced over and hugged them all, her head and curly auburn hair bobbing in joy with the rest of her.
    “T hank you, thank you, En. Captain sweetie. I love this ship. Love it. Love my job. I can never thank you enough.”
    Naero laughed. “It’s fine, Saemar. You’re perfect for this duty.”
    Saemar beamed. “I am, aren’t I?”
    “T ell me how the refit is proceeding?”
    “C ome on, sweeties. Let’s sit down to our dinner and we can talk shop while we eat.”
    They took their meal casually . Saemar rattled on as she always did, blathering about this and that. Yet it all did make