She was complimented, but she also knew Dan hadn't done this before - at least, she didn't think he had. He'd grinded against her before when he had a... erection in his jeans, and he'd played with his bulge many times in front of her. She'd even caught him masturbating in the dark a few times ('Like what you see s*s?' he's said, before she'd hurriedly closed the door) . . . But she didn't remember him ever just whipping it out and masturbating to her. 'Put it away . . .' she said, feeling a. "What about Mr. Ono? Is he around?" No, No I'm afraid he's not." You're darn right he's not." Tasha leaped up from the bunk."Tasha, they can't hear you." Rosie maintained her demure calm."Oh yeah, I, I guess you're right." She sat back down, slightly embarrassed at her mistake.The hologram of the office began to dissolve and be replaced by another."Rosie, what's happening? Where's it going?" Tasha quickly looked from Rosie to the dissolving image and back again."Don't worry my dear. That image. Caleb grimly steeled himself for whatever came next. He was determined that the obscenity of the Demon in this dimension would end, whatever the cost. He felt responsible for it being here.“I see that you’re slumming it again, Gen-er-al” Caleb taunted the drone.The drone’s shoulders hunched, and its legs stiffened.Caleb smiled and sent, “Okay, Ghost. The target is in sight. Has everyone shaken off that fear cloud?”“Everyone’s fine here, Major,” the Master Chief reported, grim satisfaction. I opened it, and there stood Linda, bleeding, clearly the victim of abuse. ‘C’n I c’min?’ she muttered, and without further explanation, she pushed past me, heading straight for the sink. I guided her to a chair, where she worked on her injuries for a while. I assisted as best I could, holding a cloth to the various swelling places I could see. God knew what I couldn’t, wouldn’t see. After a bit, I asked, ‘So you gonna press charges this time?’ She sat upright and looked at me, debating.