"But it's the damned bureacrats again! They simply will not clear me to hand over those plans! I have begged. I have pleaded. I have threatened. I hav... even gone to the Secretary of State, but nobody is willing to hand over the plans for that guidance system to a former enemy. It's insane! We're mandated to build these damned spaceships against an insanely foreshortened schedule, but the very people who insist on getting it done refuse to allow us to share the necessary information." It is. It was tricky locking my last wrist, but I finally managed. Then, to my surprise, Angel appeared on the TV in front of me. She walked in front of the camera, wearing just her bra, panties, garter belt, hose and high heels and said, ‘Come here lover.’ Which confused me because I was cuffed to the chair and could not come anywhere. Then I saw who she was talking to. It was our Captain dressed only in a thin black Kimono. He walked on camera and took her in his arms. She looked back on camera, at. Once I was dressed and James was gone, Rose asked, "Did you enjoy yourself?" I nodded, "Yes, although I feel kind of gay." Rose shook her head, "Brian, 'gay' is just a word, like 'lesbian', or 'faggot' or 'dyke'. I've eaten pussy and had girls eat mine, but I'm not a lesbian or a dyke... I just like pussy, just like I like cock." "But it's different for girls," I said. "How?" she challenged me. "Two girls having sex is hot," I said... it being every guy's dream to witness that. Rose sighed,. His eyes were bloodshot, his skin moist with tears. “Are you ok,” I asked immediately. “Why did you let me do that to you” “Ean.” “Crystal and I… We were going to have sex for the first time on her birthday. Today.” His words were shaking terribly. I gulped. What had I done “I woke up and saw you. I was touching you.” He was broken. He wasn’t himself. I broke my brother. “I was touching you. I thought you were Crystal and it was so good. I saw you then. You did your thing and it was so…” He.