“You look like a whore, do you feel like a whore?” Strangely, I did. I felt like a whore in a hotel room with my John and I felt like I had been d...ugged with an aphrodisiac. Mike later explained that he had told me that I would feel that way. What I do know is it made me feel like I wanted to fuck. That was the word going through my head. I had never used that word before, but it felt natural. I said “Mister. You want to fuck me?” When I think about it, I can’t believe I said that. I did. The sweat-odor infused into his clothes was especially harsh after the day's battle, but he knew from experience that his raw scent only fueled Katherine's lusts.To his surprise and dismay, Katherine neither removed her clothing nor lay upon the bed. Instead, she stood with her back to her wardrobe, waiting for Davis to finish undressing. "I have a surprise for you. Something that should help slake your thirst for vengeance." The lust coming off Katherine's body in anticipation of her surprise. Terry was not a full-time weapons engineer, but he was aware of speed-of-light limitations and how they could affect radars. Terry, and much more Catherine, knew of ways to increase radar range. Kim might well have ideas of the use of passive long-range geophysical and gravitic sensors, and Elaine on the electro-optical, to launch missiles with autonomous homing.He thoroughly endorsed the philosophy that intelligence collection often should be clandestine, but also recognized that there would. Ah well if my plan worked then I would have someone to do the laundry so it didn’t matter. When she was finished she started to wrap the towel round herself.“Just throw it with your dress,” I said, “then kneel and listen carefully to me.”Obediently she did as she was told, a good sign. She knelt in front of me with her hands in her lap.“Hands behind your back and spread your knees. Remember this position, you will get to know it well in time.”For a few moments I quietly looked at her.“Well slut.