Volos and Lilith were contracted to make a film for Powell about the achievements and current problems of modern healthcare. Most of the filming took place at the Alam Medical Center on Cepheus 4th B. It was, in fact, a whole hospital city with its own airfield, helipad, power plant. About 50,000 physicians and scientists worked here, and up to half a million patients were treated simultaneously. The Center was the umbrella organization for dozens of other hospitals, where millions of patients were treated, and remotely consulted patients and doctors on different planets in all the states that were part of the GCC. He worked under commercial contracts and under state medical assistance programs.Powell at one time built this city, being the head physician here for 15 years. Now that he had gone into big politics, his residence remained in Alam, where he spent most of his time, where everyone around him respected and even revered. Here he was engaged in scientific work, studying ways t
Galaxy Sec Colonel Jake Smith, youthful and glamorous, was waiting in a large leather chair in an Italian restaurant in a small alcove for two behind a curtain. A motley shirt with an open collar, black hair slicked with gel, a face moderately exhausted by vices and subordination, smiled affably at the entrance of Hoth. He waved his hand in a broad gesture, catching Hoth's hand and shaking it firmly. It was a strange mixture of hacker, rock 'n' roll and thug, with a strong sense of authority. Smith talked throughout the meeting, smiling all the time and waving his arms wide:- Well done, Reggie, for coming to us with this case. I discussed with older boys - a good topic, five points. We agree with your conditions and we have nothing against the market with cops and bandits on the ground. But there is, in short, a moment that you do not know about.The colonel meaningfully drank the juice from the glass and continued:- In the next six months there will be very serious shifts at the ve
It seems that people do it faster. Berta, like an experienced middle-aged female who had bred many times, understood everything right away, stood back to me and even wrapped her tail. I, or rather Lazio, deftly squeezed her torso with my front paws, jumped up, hung over her and started. The whole district wanted puppies from the dog Grog to their house. For them, it was something like a new step on the informal social ladder, so Lazio had no problems "with this case" in principle. Brides were brought in regularly, moreover, selected, thoroughbred, ready for anything.I abstracted as much as possible from what was happening, so as not to disturb my friend with “advice” or inappropriate emotions. Still, it's unusual. No matter where it goes, it often looks much uglier to people. And we were just handsome, long, flexible, like two black shadows. True, it seemed to me that the frictions were too frequent and somehow awkward. And, of course, the smell. When I was behind and on top, I sniff
Maat looked at Johnson Wallace, sprawled on a mattress on the floor of the headquarters tent. The windowless tent was lit only by the screen of a small laptop on an iron stool. On another stool, in the same pile, lay a spotted mabuta with general stars on shoulder straps, an army dark green T-shirt, and her, Maat, a gray tracksuit, under the stool, stood next to her pink sneakers and his heavy berets. His swimming trunks and socks were crumpled on the canvas floor, her beige bra, black panties, white stockings.Maat looked at the 50-year-old warrior and saw the boy who lived in her yard as a child. Cocky, gambling, curious, reckless. A doppelgänger, a hooligan, a moron. He lay on his stomach, and Maat looked at the powerful muscles of the back, strong buttocks, the knotted muscles of strong legs accustomed to running and walking. The tanned, hairless body resembled a strong animal and a Roman statue of a god at the same time. The sensitive predator felt her gaze and turned over, showi
Many magicians have long suggested holding informal meetings, and even more so, such important tips via videoconference or chat at all - reliably, simply and inexpensively. But most demanded the observance of ancient traditions. Therefore, the three sorcerers on duty were forced to get confused with the preparation of the location for the extraordinary Council of Magicians of the First Circle. They grumbled and frowned, but got tired and did everything as required by the ancient order. They pulled out a piece of space - a desert area on one of the planets, no matter which one. Brought this area into a parallel time stream. In this mode, even if someone sees or hears them there, all the same, this information will remain in a different time and will not appear in the witness himself in his “conscious” life. Nevertheless, a piece of the desert was also additionally cordoned off by energy fields, covered with a jammer and a system for dissipating any electromagnetic waves. To the heap ab
For almost a day, all the media in every galaxy broadcast a video of the sexual adventures of Lawrence Donnach, co-chairman of the Judicial Intergalactic Commission. From time to time they stopped the frame in order to zoom in to show the incoming strap-on, to demonstrate the politician's face disfigured by orgasm, the cheerful laughter of two girls - Tanya and Natasha in high leather boots with shiny long heels. Bright brunette and blonde, blushing and shouting, flashing in the frame with their juicy asses, drove their devices - one, clasping his head, into his mouth, the other from behind.The groans, laughter and phrases from this vidos instantly became ringtones and went to music in bloggers' videos. And the monitors, flickering and making noise with screensavers, continued to show how Tanya breaks Donnach, distraught with lust, trampling his back with his knee, a respected name, a political future, and to a heap, all moral principles, the authority of the Court and all intergalac
The northern Carthians concentrated a whole brigade and all their artillery and helicopters on a mere 5 kilometers of front, bringing down this power on one single pass and two mountain slopes. In the morning, at first light, literally all types of weapons available to the attackers hit these two ill-fated mountains. It seemed that they would raze these mountains to the ground. The roar had been standing for several hours, the gorge, which was the gateway to the mountain range, was drowned in dust, smoke and incessant flashes from explosions of bombs, mines, and shells. The brigade stood, as in the Middle Ages, in close formation, accumulated in a solid mass of iron on a small patch and rumbled, puffed with fire. Anti-aircraft guns were drilled into impenetrable smoke, as if pants were being torn, machine guns chirped. The tanks stood in rows, shrouded in clouds of dust, loudly gasped with quick frequent volleys, the infantry flooded all the thickets of bushes and low forest plantatio
Powell did not have his own deputy for security, but informally these duties were performed by Daniel Fogg. He was incredibly pleased, now sitting in front of the boss and reporting that he had dug up something about Volos, Lilith and their friends. In one of the conversations with Powell, they mentioned that they participated in some kind of archaeological excavations and called their professor, the head of the expedition, Fish, and the teachers Hare and Squirrel. Fogg unearthed that a professor with that nickname worked on the 4th planet In the Swans, and there all the teachers had urges from the natural world. And, indeed, students worked there and dug the dead city.Powell smiled, he knew this Fish, more precisely, Professor Belorybin from a young age, this is one of his students and, in a sense, followers. He left medicine for excavations. I found him on Skype and called:- Great, Ryba, have you had such people in the excavations in the last five years? “Powell tossed him picture