* * *I spent nearly an hour in the shower crying, screaming, and reliving themoments that were becoming a living nightmare. Even the crash had not had...his much of an effect on me. The haunting image of the General'ssecretary in her moment of death clung to my dreams, but this... this wasbrutally being relived by my neural circuitry, like some sort of feedbackloop.Gradually I towelled myself off, and as I dried my vagina a starkrevelation hit me - I was a female agent, and the worst torture was. I felt bad for Pete. I'd been there. He told me he thought that Jessica was someone special and maybe, just maybe they had a future. Obviously she had hurt him deeply since this was the first breakup that caused Pete to get drunk. Most of the time he just shrugged it off and said,"Life's a bitch and then you die..."Pete's a handsome engaging guy who women liked to be around, but he seemed incapable of giving himself completely. Teri's death and five years as a corpsman and then a couple more as. Being one of the headmaster favorites she was awarded with the school supervisor position as well as having the privilege of being allowed to wear evening dress for work. After suffering from another shock, Cum-bucket broke down in tears, partly from thinking about her punishment but mostly it was because she disappointed her master, after all the hard work he put in training her, after he allowed her to stay in the school and continue serving him, after everything he did for her, she still. ” Claudia said, shaking her head.“So what does this mean?” Isabel asked. “I mean ... with what we’re dealing with.”“My people have always kept our existence secret from everyone. They like living however they so pleases. It’s best if you don’t do anything to let them know you know, at least until you return from Moonvale,” Claudia said.“Why then?” Isabel asked.“Because after that, you’d know more about yourselves,” she said to the aliens. “Things are supposed to progress in an order. In time.