It’s the year 2098, Earth has successfully made contact with other planets, and civilization has progressed, with shared technology. Alas, in the long search and contact, not all were neutral or allies. Some inner-city bar, late at night: “Hey, hottie. Don’t see women like you here, much.” A dark skinned woman, crimson hair in two large afro puffs, leaned against the wall and waited for the bathroom. Busty, curvy, rather...