The message flashing over the screen accompanied with a blaring sound had only two words. ‘Battle Stations’.Interbase Transports now switched to e...ergency distribution, worked fast to convey the various personnel to their duty stations.Gone was any rivalry among Army, Navy or Marines. Everyone stood orderly in line until the next IST capsule was available.Of course the little Holdian was among the first and gone several minutes before I made it. The capsule shot through vacuum tubes and right. This man was clearly planning to do something sickening to me, andthat happening is something I would have to wrap my head around. Sex wascertainly not off the table, as well as some of the other sicker fetisheshe had discussed with me. I anxiously wondered exactly how much of myinternet exploits he had seen when he hacked me. If he might have noticedsome of the "darker" things that I enjoyed I could be in deep trouble.In my delusional attempts to rationalize my situation, I tried to tellmyself. I was happy for Jenna; this newhairstyle made her look even better than before.She blushed, put her head down and I quickly raised it back up with myfinger."You do, you look beautiful," I was now blushing, and quickly turned awayfrom her to close my closet door that now made a mirror appear. She movedcloser to the mirror, studying her new hairstyle, playing with it slightly.Her hair was really short, much shorter than I would ever wear, but shewore it well. Now she had little curls that stuck. Whatever it was, Lisa had kept the dog with her, going around the school in a determined attempt to find out who its owner was. Once she knew, she could perhaps confront him -- or her -- and receive some partial satisfaction that way. But nobody she'd talked to knew... or would admit they did. So, ultimately, she'd had to leave the school grounds with the dog, promising herself that tomorrow she would call the animal pound and track the owner through the license tag that was attached to its.