I figured D wouldn't have brought me here and told me to relax unless it was safe to let my guard down, so I dropped my illusion and rested as just me...It was a relief, maintaining the illusion was taxing. Jane told me that the library was a safe haven of sorts for MORFS survivors. Miss Gordon maintained an iron rule and had a zero tolerance approach to any sort of bullying. I figured I might well be spending a lot of my time hidden away in here.While we were there, we did some of homework that. “That was a good start,” he chuckled quietly, “But I’ll probably need at least three more before I can get my cock back inside my pants.”We laughed and I said, “Yeah, I plan to exercise my arm a lot the next hour.”“So, who all did you whack it with?” he asked.I told him all three, and he nodded. “You?” After he told me all nine and I got over my amazement, we sat back down and started talking about our first times and our best times with women, where again he had at least twice as many partners. And unless I was very much mistaken, she had been giving me the eye.I turned around, and she was there all right, looking at me with an expression I couldn't quite fathom. "Rough day?," she asked, and I relaxed and moved into the "office work" routine with half my mind while the other half tried to figure what she was looking for. She was friendly enough, and I tuned back into our discussion just in time to hear myself recommend a little Chinese place for dinner.We ate at Yank Soo's in one of. Now he was in that tight crate aboard an alien ship heading for an unknown destination. Peter had placed six charges and was ready to detonate them at any given moment.Thanks to his advanced suit the Kermac could not detect him with their Psionics and he wanted to find out who was behind all this and he hoped he could escape with vital information, before he had to activate the charges and destroy the cannons and also committing suicide. He was prepared to do so, but if there was a chance to.