Jumping at the sound, it was a second before Wes turned around. When he did, the sight before him brought a wide smile to his face."Deanna!" The young...Ensign exclaimed. "What are you doing up this time of night?" I had an appointment with someone on Gamma shift." She replied, her voice ringing in his ears. "And it was easier for me to lose a little sleep than for him to rearrange his schedule." I guess the Ship's Councilor is on duty 24 hours a day." Wes sheepishly replied."I don't mind," The. He was, after all, first and foremost a political animal, andrecognized the opening of a negotiation when he heard it. “Yes. Yes itwould be too bad.” He had no misconceptions about the awkward control Carnienow held over him. “I care for them very much; I’d rather spare them that.” “I could understand that. We may be able to work something out.”“How?” Danny asked. “Danny, Danny, Danny. I told you, I have to file areport. . . I don't know what you're talking about... please let me go," her voice breaking in upset.After a few minutes, and upon receiving no further reply, fresh tears begin to leak from the swollen corners of her eyes, and she droops her head towards the ground in weary despair, still turning it in denial. Her shaking form causes the sweet melody of rattling chain to greet my ears. ?I love the fact that her lovely neck is bound to the floor of her already inescapable cage, further negating any. I'll be right back. Try not to miss me too much," she said, sounding more southern than ever. Her voice was one of the sexiest things he had ever heard, next to her moaning he had heard over the phone a couple of times. "I can't make any promises," he joked, winking at her before turning his attention back to the radio. He could not help but watch her walk to the door, and by the way her hips were moving, he could have sworn she was putting on a show for him. She dropped her baby off with the.