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    Lessons In Trust
    Lessons In Trust
    Lessons In Trust
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    Lessons In Trust

    By May Slater

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    The Independent Bodies are the planets and systems that do not wish to be part of the Empire, Alliance or Order. A loose coalition, they work together when they have to, united against larger threats.

    Handrik Lunarson was one of the best agents the Independent Bodies had, an expert in seduction and a specialised form of sexual espionage. Betrayed and left for dead by his partner, he retired from the service.

    But now he's back, to mentor and partner with Mercury, whose unique lineage makes her irresistible to human and alien alike and able to give and receive pleasure in a myriad ways.

    Scarred by his past, can Handrik learn to trust Mercury, and be as intimate with her as is needed for their partnership to work? On their first mission, which should be a simple seduction aboard a luxury dirigible, they are going to find out the hard way.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMary Tales
    Release dateMar 5, 2015
    ISBN9781310852633
    Lessons In Trust
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    May Slater

    May Slater writes romantic and erotic fantasy, adventure, and science fiction.

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      Lessons In Trust - May Slater

      Lessons In Trust

      Independent Bodies book 1

      May Slater

      Smashwords edition

      Copyright 2015

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      It was going to be a two moon tide, washing all the way up the beach and over Mercury's sunbathing spot. Sitting up on her elbows, she looked down at the waves breaking on the black sand down the slope, then to the horizon, where a milky figure of eight low in the sky was one moon passing before the other.

      Mercury's hair and skin had taken on the glossy black- flecked with occasional glints of yellow and white- of the volcanic sand. As she sat up, her skin fazed to a golden brown, though her hair remained the same pitch black. She blinked a few times, and the black of her eyes shrunk back so the whites, and a brown iris, could be seen again.

      It was time to go back to the ship. A day spent in such a beautiful spot wasn't exactly wasted, but it was another day where the promised contact hadn't been made. Standing, Mercury stretched her long, naked body. She swiped flecks of black sand off her shoulders and buttocks and turned to pick up the wisps of fabric that made up the clothing she had discarded earlier.

      The bikini top and bottom had disappeared. The incredibly tough, if deeply unsexy, moccasins had been left behind, but her clothes had gone. They were light and minimalist, it was true, but she had put them under the shoes especially so they wouldn't blow away. For a long, confused moment, she didn't even notice the arrow scraped into the sand and pointing to the tree line. Footprints that weren't hers led off in the direction the arrow pointed.

      Her clothes had been stolen, and they had been no more than an arm's length away all afternoon. Mercury had trained long and hard to be sneaky, and to be able to tell when others were sneaking near her, but she had completely missed the person who had stolen her bikini. She smiled. On this beach, on this planet, at this time, there was only one person her panty thief could be. The person she had come to meet was ready to make contact.

      First, Mercury had to track him, as the arrow invited her to. She reached down for the moccasins and only now noticed the blue glow enveloping her hands. She had turned her field gloves on unconsciously as soon as she had realised something was amiss. With a thought, she turned them off again.

      As the energy field around her hands dissipated, Mercury could feel the familiar itching of the field gloves' circuitry just under her skin. For most of her training, the gloves had been real gloves, which could be taken off at the end of a long day and were less likely to rip apart her hands if she made a mistake. There had still been broken fingers and field burns, of course, but that had all been part of the learning process. To have passed and be deemed worthy of bearing fully implanted field gloves was a great honour.

      Mercury pulled on the moccasins and the smart material, which only looked and felt like leather, tightened to fit smugly over her feet. They would provide extra grip on slippery surfaces and protect her soles from spikes and needles. Not taking the shoes but leaving her naked was a cheeky way of implying no harm was intended when she followed the arrow into the trees.

      Marking the furthest reach of a two moon high tide, wrapped and intertwined roots formed a thigh high wall. Mercury found a root elbow that jutted out and used it as a step to boost herself up. There was grass here, of a sort, pushing up through the dark earth. It was sparse right on the edge of the sea wall, but thicker clumps were well established further back, particularly around the bases of the trees.

      They were palm trees, or very close relatives. Before landing on the island, Mercury had only ever seen photographs of them in histories of old Earth and brochures from terraformed oasis planets. They were bigger than she had expected. She couldn't get her arms around the base of the nearest trunk, and she had long arms. Rather than growing straight up, these palms started out at angles before bending along their lengths to point upwards.

      On a whim, Mercury jumped onto the nearest trunk and ran and scrambled as far up it as the grip of the moccasins would allow. She rested against the trunk and looked around, scanning for signs of movement. She had a better view of the steeps sides of the partially active volcano that had formed the island and dominated its centre, but not of anything else. The additional height actually restricted her view

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