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"WOMEN! GET'EM!" A molten gaggle of men came boiling up the alleyway. They stopped at the sight of three women and a Jqrp, then sprinted after them en masse. The fourspacefarers bolted into the nearest building and up a flight of stairs,. They broke into the nearest apartment and waited for the men. There was no sound of feet, but eventually they heard a big shoulder hit the outer door. After Janja carefully unlocked the door, the man slammed into it again. He came flying through and lay sprawled on the floor. He looked up and smiled. "Holy Tao's toenails! I'm in Nirvana!" Hellfire brandished her stopper and grated, "Name's Hellfire." Her stopper was set on "fry." "We're pirates,''Janja added. "Ever been raped by a Jarp?" Raunchy asked conversationally. SPACEWAYS #1 OF ALIEN BONDAGE #2 CORUNDUM'S WOMAN #3 ESCAPE FROM MACHO #4 SATANA ENSLAVED PLAYBOY PAPERBACKS SPACEWAYS #3: ESCAPE FROM MACHO Copyright (c) 1982 by John Cleve Cover illustration copyright (c) 1982 by PEI Books, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form by an electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording means or otherwise without prior written permission of the publisher. Published simultaneously in the United States and Canada by Playboy Paperbacks, New York, New York. Printed in the United States of America. Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 81-86031. First edition. The poem Scarlet Hills copyright (c) 1982 by discounts for promotional and industrial use. For further information,' write to Premium Sales, Playboy Paperbacks, 1633 Broadway, New York, New York 10019. ISBN: 0-867-21066-4 First printing June 1982. For Jorinne A: All planets are not shown. B: Map is not to scale, because of the vast distances between stars. SCARLET HILLS Alas, fair ones, my time has come. I must depart your lovely home-Seek the bounds of this galaxy To find what lies beyond. (chorus) Scarlet hills and amber skies, Gentlebeings with loving eyes; All these I leave to search for a dream That will cure the wand'rer in me. You say it must be glamorous For those who travel out through space. You know not the dark, endless night Nor the solitude we face.. (reprise chorus) I know not of my journey's end Nor the time nor toll it will have me spend. But I must see what I've never seen And know what I've never known. Scarlet hills and amber skies, Gentlebeings with loving eyes; All these I leave to search for a dream That will cure the wand'rer in me. -Ann Morris 1 The qualifications for self-government in society are not innate. They are the reward of habit and long training. -Thomas Jefferson The insurrection began twenty-nine minutes after they set foot on the planet called Mott-chindi. They were off the spacer Satana, lately out of Raunch on Thebanis. They were here on business. Their business was the selling of goods stolen in space, but never mind that. An exotic quintet not one of whom belonged on Mott-chindi, a rough-and-tumble mostly-male planet (partially) colonized only because of its rich copper deposits-and sneeringly called "Macho." All five wore sidearms. They were soon more than thankful for that. They were Hellfire: long, lean, semiattractive (if you liked them long, rangily lean, and mean-looking), |
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