“Yes, Sergeant. May I speak freely?”
“Go ahead. But if I don’t like what you’ve got to say, you drop and give me fifty.”
Nodding, she lowered her voice. “I don’t feel particularly comfortable with the others. They’re mostly Wercha natives. I’m off-world.”
“You think you’re better than them, Marine?”
Penny met his penetrating dark eyes with her pale ones. He loomed over her, dwarfing her with his greater height and massive, muscular body.
She replied honestly, “Yes, Sergeant, I do.”
© 2016 Dellani Oakes