But here was Sally Tyrant laying into those musicians and bands she deemed traitors to the cause of Rock Culture as she judged it. In her eyes, Crysta... Passion represented the very worst deviation from Rock Music’s sacred mission. The eponymous lead singer and her band were being too clever by half. The music was trying to be both pop and art and had failed as both. Crystal Passion belonged to the same tradition as Sufjan Stevens, the Unthanks and Badly Drawn Boy. The band was striving towards. "Don't you remember? I thought that being so drunk would keep you loose enough to escape injury." Drunk?" What did you do, bitch?" One of the trussed up officers demanded."I tied you up because you and your quiet cohort over there tried to steal this ship. You claimed you were going to seize this ship and Jacob was either going to work for you, or be charged with treason under the Patriot Act."My voice was nowhere near normal. But my mind was falling back into place. "Turn over the loudmouthed. Just like nearly every other little girl. I thought I'd outgrown that stuff, but this bioroid whore, with all of it in one sexy package, had clearly triggered something. According to the page, her name was Spectra. That was appropriate enough. My body was satisfied, at least I could sleep now. I closed the page out and went to bed.The next night though, I was drawn back to the images of Spectra and masturbated to her again. I'm not into girls, I've never even been with a girl. Okay, sure, I've. I hoped that any other detection systems or defenses wouldn't be focused on anyone that far away. I'd have to get somewhat closer to the transducer than I was now, but it hadn't detected me yet, judging by the lack of reaction. I was 300 feet away from it now, and I could loop north and east before moving south to approach the carrier again, thereby avoiding getting within 250 feet of it. By moving even more slowly and keeping my fingers quietly crossed, I thought I was safe from being.