Nagi had awoken to the groaning of over stressed superstructures.The Depths of her terror only deepening when emergency air seals had suddenly trigger...d, sealing her in! A prisoner, for her own good as the scream of tearing alloys briefly preceded the roar of liberating atmosphere!She had cried, again and again over the com, demanding as befitted her station for answers!Nothing ... Even when her demands had long turned to desperately pleading for someone, anyone! to make sense of a world. That was a welcome relief on the drive to the college. I drove around the college to check out the street by the construction entrance. There were signs posted to 'Drive slow - loose gravel". It was like driving down a well kept gravel lane, a little rough but level, and no pot holes.The door to the office had hardly closed before both Shirley Short from HR and the head of IT came in. The IT guy said, "I don't know what you said or did but there has been a mass deletion of files and folders. I avoided going to pub and anywhere near David and Simons house, feeling a little embarrassed as I wasn't sure of where I was heading or what I was feeling, whether it was just a couple of lustful moments or if I was truly bisexual. I found myself looking at gay and bi porn and whacking one off wherever I could, or getting a hold of my girlfriend and fucking her brains out after watching, imagining her between me and another man enjoying each other.It was on my way home from work when I bumped. I had already placed the appropriate drawing in my traveling case.I rented a Jeep, packed a bag and my supplies, and made the long trip to Mathew's house.God, I hated long drives. A day and a half later saw me pulling into Mathews drive. I bumped and bounced my way up to his house.The police had been there and gone, leaving the police tape across the doorway. I jerked the tape out of my way and gained entry fairly easily.No, I didn't have a key. But magic made short work of the lock, easily.