You would have all the best of Bubbles’ love for you packaged in the physical specimen of your choosing.”“I can’t believe what I am hearing,�... Kyle said. “Do any of you think I am so superficial that what Bubbles looks like would matter at this point?”“Kyle, you misunderstand. Bubbles is beautiful in her own right, and you yourself have commented on this in the past. Remember Kyle, you do know Bubbles. You two have met before, so it is not her appearance that concerns her, it is your rejection. They both smiled and when the politicians turned to the exit door, Benson smacked Commander Ratched's ass. She screamed. 'You hear that, Chief Constable. Let’s celebrate this up your ass, Ma'm'.They could hear her screams behind the closed door in the corridor outside.The present Home Secretary looked at the Chief Constable smiling drunk-stupid at him in the hotel room several years later. He remembered that moment in the corridor, hearing Benson fucking her behind that closed door and at that. " I might," Malcolm agreed. "But I'm happy she's not alone out there. Trip will look after her." They will both help each other," T'Pol noted. "It is what we promised each other, is it not?" Indeed," Malcolm said with a small smile, happy about T'Pol's verbal assist in prying himself away from the view port. "That's why I'll help you with those botany studies now."He chuckled at her eyebrow creeping very far north in surprise."Well, with you on the task there's no chance that we are not going. This made Sandra wonder if the looks on their faces would eventually change, when they would get used on seeing naked girls or boys in the streets. After all, this was only the first week that ADP was being used to punish them and while some have been put on it from the first day, like herself, it was more than probably that those people were seeing their first naked persons in the streets right now.Sandra was almost tempted to pinch her nipples, because they felt uncomfortable. They were.