I could care less about what they thought. I had worked hard for this position. I stood in front of them and started my short speech. I made sure they...knew that they could talk directly to me; they didn't have to go through my assistant or an email. I saw a few nods. I knew they didn't like that they couldn't speak directly to Lauren. I asked for each of them to give me their thoughts on the new layout and what they wanted as far as changes. As usual, there were a few outlandish thoughts and. .." What about Becky?" asked William as he glanced over at the cowering woman."Becky, she's such a wimp," began Zak.Becky was the timid woman in the trio. Back on Earth she'd been the stereotypical librarian, the daughter of a preacher father and a teacher mother she'd never been an outgoing sort of person and her time in college, studying to be a librarian had merely reinforced the impression. Only a sense of impending desperation -- not based on fact but a creeping feeling that the lizards. I might kill her, but I’d never fuck her. Ever.”“You really are picky, which is surprising, given how many girls you’ve been with.”“Well, I was with you, so I’m not too sure my standards are all that high anymore!” I teased.I dodged out of the way of what would have been a harder hit than the slap to the face she had administered.“Asshole!” she giggled, indicating she knew I was teasing.“That’s me!” I smirked and headed back to my room to write in my journal and then turn in.I had a typical. Betty had been Chen's closest friend, with Mary being right with her, as a good friend. I couldn't stand to stick the needle into my young wife, and Mary and Betty did it for me. Chen barely knew they were there, when the injections started. Chen died three weeks later." I felt like I wanted to die, too. I went and bought a bunch of sleeping pills, and a gun. I didn't know how, but i knew that i wanted to die. Then Grammy called, and told me that she was dying, too, and it was even worse. That.