Maybe Colt got lucky and there were some sort of training exercises going on." Colt may have got lucky, but they sure as hell did not. Prepare plans f...r a strike on that group and then the base they came from. It looks like somebody needs a reminder of what happened here." Are you sure?" I asked. "What about containment?" I am sure!!" a voice snapped behind me.We all turned to look.General Smith was walking towards us."You have a problem?" Jacob asked. His tone made it sound like he was. I just couldn’t help it, I laughed so hard my coffee shot out of my mouth. Kitty left and Rachel went to the bakery and got a white whipped cream croissant and asked me “why Ken, don’t you like creampie? it tastes real good with it’s fresh and with a little wine”. I said “maybe some other time”. I was really getting to like Rachel she was cute, quirky, and funny and had her own unique personality. Rachel and I started dating we went to a rodeo where she fit right in, then a stock car race, and. That had to beit. The real me wouldn't be excited by the prospect of becoming a sexslave. Electronic signals were poking my brainwaves, and the machinemust have injected me with regulative drugs. Svar had claimed theywouldn't directly alter their subject's responses, but that lie was alayer in the manipulation.Nevertheless, resistance would only prolong the training. VR brainwashcouldn't truly reprogram a human mind, as far as I knew. At best itcould uncover suppressed parts of it, or reinforce. She hadn't asked me to release her even then, but she had been bound for over 5 hours, without one complaint. She was very still as I massaged her shoulders, working out the kinks. When she stirred, I stopped. She rolled over, reached up and pulled me down to her. She held me so tight, I thought she would never let me go, and with the strength of her embrace, I knew I would never be able to break away. Not that I wanted to. She moved her lips to my ear."Thank you." Just that, nothing more..