I couldn'teven scope out his office if I couldn't go upstairs when he wasn'taround. And if I did find the documents I wanted, I was going to need toe...ther scan them and send them electronically or get a hand held camerato take their pictures as recording them with the droid's personalrecorder and sending them out later was now not an option.The big shock, however, came next when he gave me my personaldesignation. I've been in enough droids to know that many people simplycall them 'droid' or. She was making sexually moaning sounds as he was fucking her."Yes. Ohh yess. Oh yesss," moaned a sexually excited being-fucked Vivian.Then she heard someone calling her name."Vivian. Vivian," called out the voice.It sounded hoarse but also familiar. It sounded like the voice of her employer Principal Skinner. Her employer assumed by Crow Town to be dead. Vivian felt scared, her heart beating a little bit quicker.Oh no. My mind must be going nuts, Vivian thought.She wanted to tell Carlos to. Chipper, even. Me? Death. That's all I could think about. I'm seventeen years old, looking at the man I love, and thinking about death.I couldn't handle it. Could not handle it. And I did something that I'm not proud of. I bailed.I spent the first day and a half of The Program completely avoiding the guy who was supposed to be my Program partner-not to mention was supposed to be my boyfriend. I just went out of my way not to have any contact with him. He even called Monday night, and I made an. ”My dignity demands a retort to both insults.“For the record, Sir, this stinks. I’m going off the ship under orders, but note my objection.”“Noted,” says the general, and I am dismissed.As the door to his cabin closes behind me, I hear Beyala has switched to her wheedling tone once more, and is asking, “Now, Sir? Oh please! Do I have to beg?”2 - VisitorAll the way back to my quarters, I seethe at the general.How dare he?One of the main reasons I joined the space fleet was because the Republic.