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guilty of excessive "ambition". I too could be guilty of the same "crime"
should I attempt to carry out those ideals of mine that I once held so dear.
True, another carried out my "ideals", but yet in a way I am responsible for
Janet Rog- ers, both for the good she did, and for the evil things she also
did. There is sometimes nothing "worse" than a "TRUE BELIEVER"!!
"What Sanda really needs is a man to spank her curvy behind from time to time
and keep her happy and content," I smiled back. She reminded me a lot of Carol
Simmons in certain way, and Carol had been the type who "needed" a husband
like a drunk the bottle.
"Something to keep her out of politics," Darlanis agreed. I had to smile at
that, as I rather doubted that it would do any good. Sanda enjoyed being the
Prime Minister of Trelandar. Mak- ing decisions, having a "role" in things.
She was, as Jon had observed, a "capable, competent woman." Darlanis needed
someone like her, although Sharon was already showing somewhat similar
capabilities, much to my own surprise. Sharon had "matured" much with
Darlanis, perhaps because she could relate to Darlanis in a way she could
never do so with me. She was mentally superior to Darlanis, and probably even
had a dozen IQ points on her beloved "She-Ra" if not more. I suspected Sarn
would be well governed.
Darlanis would provide "experience", and Sharon "intelligence". I had no doubt
that Sharon would do well for herself in this era. She was a capable,
competent girl. Beautiful, almost another "Darlanis" in a way although she
would not have the height or the magnificent muscular figure of the awesome
Empress of California.
"You have Sharon," I pointed out. Darlanis smiled, nodded.
"The best thing that ever happened to me," Darlanis smiled, getting up as
there was a knock at the door. The warrioress on duty now letting in Sharon,
coppery skinned Ta-she-ra, little Mara, and two
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others that made us both start with surprise!
"I felt it best to do it this way," Prince Jers Bisan said with a smile,
tossing back the hood that had covered his fea- tures. The woman beside him
short skirted, briefly attired be- neath her concealing cloak, his lovely and
provocatively sensual wife, Lara. Sharon's "Daisy Duke", Lara being a near
dead ringer for Catherine Bach, a Twentieth Century television actress. No
doubt it had been a wise decision as if Lara ever fell into the cruel hands of
Tara her death would be neither swift or pleasant!
"The Seahawk?" Darlanis ventured. I could understand Jers' reluctance to bring
the ship into port.
Sarn was still in the middle of a Revolution. Princess Tara was still
somewhere about. We had already learned that the evil Princess was trying
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organize a counter-revolution against us. She had the "support"
of many.
"Awaits my signal," he smiled back, his arm around Lara.
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2565 A.D.!
A TALE OF ADVENTURE IN THE SECOND DARK AGE OF MAN
By Jerome B. Bigge
Book Two
Chapter Forty Seven
"You can do the honors," I said to Darlanis as she nodded, turning Black
Lady's ignition key to "on".
The warning light above it glowing for a few seconds as the pre-heaters heated
the alcohol in the fuel injectors for starting. The plane was heavy with fuel,
with a full one hundred and eighty gallons aboard.
A hundred and twenty in the wing tanks and another sixty there in the
streamlined belly tank between the floats beneath us. The beautiful golden
haired ruler of California pulling out the choke and when the light went out,
turning the key the rest of the way. The eight cylinder air cooled engine
starting up with a roar. Darlanis easing the throttle back a bit while giving
me a smile.
Outside to see us off were the high and mighty of the Em- pire, along with our
friends and one dear to us both. She would become the new Empress if anything
happened and we never returned from
Dularn. Sharon was, I thought to myself with a smile, sur- prisingly capable
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