But it’s often thirty-six-hour shifts separated by time off.”“So we’ll hardly see you?”“Actually, I get breaks for lunch and dinner and th... house is close enough that I can come home and eat and shower and get back. Assuming I get the breaks. It all depends on the flow of cases.”“That’s what Doctor Barton told me,” I said. “He also said that it calms down in your second year and that after your third year, you’ll be treated a lot better as a surgeon.”“That’s true. After three years I’ll work. "You have quite a little team here. This one for blackmail, that one for violence." He rubs his shoulder, "Although, I see you can handle your own." Sorry 'bout that. I, uh, wasn't thinkin' clearly." Hmm. Well. Whatever you had planned, I won't play into it. I'd rather resign than have this kind of ethical issue hanging over my head for the rest of my career." He tosses a piece of paper at me. "Have fun."It outlines roughly the events of the last few hours then politely announces his. She still hadn't touched me yet. Next she said to fingerfuck myself with lube. I did this too, until my ass was slick with her baby oil. I was super horny and had already found out I loved taking orders, among other things. She left the room saying to keep myself hard.She came back with her friend, who was holding a camera. Her friend was a girl my age, very sexy with a slim body. Not nearly as tall as Maria, but definitely my type. She set up the camera on a tripode, and set it to. He had been charged with causing an affray, possessing an offensive weapon, and even more heinous, being under the influence of drugs. Whatever happened to me would be nothing compared to the punishment he would receive; several years in the glass house (military prison) and then a dishonourable discharge from the army, with no pension or references. I also heard at this time that Ffion had been released from Sick Quarters and had moved off camp with Geraint, no one seemed to know where.It.