This sounds like another screwed up pod from that batch.”Almost instantly the ship’s AI reported. “Captain the pod justifies the decision to rep...rt it to your queue on the grounds that the ensign was the one with responsibility for the crime and therefore not the appropriate recipient. I have taken the other pods from that batch offline while I initiate a total replacement of those AI’s.”“All right ensign. It looks as if you’re off the hook.” He hesitated and then went on. “Just so you know and. Prior to deciding on Alesha as our next target, we had an extensive phone call about who should get the treatment next. My buddy put forward Alesha, on the grounds of wanking himself silly on countless times to her music videos and online clips. He found her body a massive turn especially her thighs and her light coffee coloured skin tone (as he put it!). Also the fact he was a few generations older then her, perving on her was a trill for him. I was a fan of her's too though not as much as my. "She'll be just fine Stacey. After her training is complete, I'll have her assigned to the same residence as you. Then you two girlfriends can catch up!" he chuckled. "But on to other, more important activities, namely ... removing Lisa's clit." I guess Lisa was still slightly coherent. In the weakest of voices I heard her whisper "no, please not that. I ... I'm sorry. I'll never ever". Tripp cut her off "I don't give a fuck how sorry you are bitch." I panned back until I had a complete view of. The architecture was amazing and I told him so as he guided me through the house. “And this is our bedroom of course,” he said, pointing to a cute, frilly little bedroom clearly decorated by Sally. I laughed as he rolled his eyes. “I spend more time in my study than this room actually,” he continued. “Sally calls it my dungeon.” he said laughing. “It’s where I do all my writing, it’s my haven.” As we entered I gasped. It was beautiful. Tall, dark bookcases lined the walls and a large wooden.