While Star Wars was a space opera, the original Star Trek series was more science fantasy.”“Hard sci-fi?”“Science fiction based on real physic.... I like challenges, considering different scenarios.”Jacob slid his hands behind his head, surveying the same objects. “I’m concerned with the story telling, how it’s written and how the tale unfolds.”Taylor laughed. “In other words, you’re a literary nerd while I’m a science geek.”Jacob chuckled too. “It’s funny, we come from different directions, but. As far as I'm concerned, the whole damn bunch of you can go straight to hell." He smiled and turned to the big black guy, who now was recording the whole thing. "With your exception, of course."The guy flashed a big grin at him; Jon hoped that he'd gotten a good piece of his rant. He doubted like hell that it would make it on the air but at least there was some hope. He glanced at his watch; about time to be getting out of there. "I have other places to be," he said. "So, again with your. Session ended when Bec walked out of the room.Comment: I enjoyed that. Anyone who can do that to me with a straight face doesn’t need to be locked up in a place like this. Now I just have to persuade her of that. Something tells me that won’t be so easy. She is clearly still nervous about leaving this secure environment. She knew I wanted to talk about her going home and she cleverly (cheekily?) avoided the discussion.Comment: How many psychologists does it take to change a light bulb? Only. As soon as she could move her body again, she crawled into my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered into my ear, “Oh God, I fucking love you so much. You have no idea how bad I needed that.”In a low growl of my own, I said, “Don’t bet on it. What were you born to be?”“I was born to be your bitch, Master.”“Then take this, bitch.” I shoved the fingers that were still dripping with her cum into her mouth, and kept them there until she had cleaned them as much as they could possibly.