Her bright, baby blue, latex body suit was a special issue to differentiate the class of officers holding a scientific post, but it was similarly line... with 2-inch stripes, colored black.Behind and slightly above Command Deck was the Security and Tactical Operations Deck, SATO for short. Commander Throk and three junior officers kept security tight at these stations while also overseeing two flight squadrons totaling 24 warbirds. Harthretch Throk was of the Leonine race, born of a world evolved. My mind went into overdrive trying to find a solution for my predicament until I saw a tiny metal drone hovering a foot or so from my face. The bright red light and circular lens gave away its purpose as a camera drone, trained on my bound form. In the moment I was distracted by the cheering and identifying the drone, the tall woman had circled around behind me and had produced a small vial of a glowing pink liquid. Holding it in front of my face and in full view of the camera, she. She took great pleasure in removing part of a thigh or arm so it would slowly rot away as the person felt the pain.”The doctor blankly stared as she asked, “Your sister was seven and did this? That is many times worse than our greatest serial killers. How can anyone be allowed to get this way and not be killed outright?”“Because that is what elite families need to ensure that people don’t ever try to fuck with them. My little sister loved that aunt and those cousins more than anyone else in the. Erica and Helen were going over some chord changes for the bridge to a new tune they were writing on their acoustic guitars. They were sipping wine coolers, and snacking on cheese, crackers and fruit.Sam, one of the roadies was sitting across the table from them."So," he said, looking right at Erica, "I've been wondering how your boyfriends feel about you going out on the road like this." I... I'm not seeing anyone right now." said Erica.Chris should have known better that to fall for that one..