" Definitely."She was wearing the cardigan her mother had knitted for her when she was in high school. He unbuttoned each of the little pearl buttons ...ith an exaggerated care, occasionally slipping one or two fingers into the folds of the sweater to quickly stroke a patch of bare skin whenever it was revealed. Releasing the last button, he slipped the sweater off her shoulders until it caught at her elbows.Today's choice of undergarments clearly indicated that, at least subconsiously, she had. I had written up a report while we were on our way back from Tulak and sent it over to him as soon as we were in communications range of Truman.“Looks like you had a pretty uneventful cruise, Lieutenant” Colonel Decker stated.“You know how these things go. Days of boredom, minutes of sheer terror, sir.”He chuckled.Colonel Decker continued. “I read your report last night. Maybe you didn’t solve the big mystery of how the Sa’arm communicate yet, but what you did come up with was excellent. Maybe. "Damn it! Don't do that!" I turned around - she'd brought one of those cardboard bins from the post office, filled with the mail they'd probably just released, as I'd taken off my hold."Have you recovered yet, big brother?" Ask me later," I rolled my chair across the den. "I'm busy." I started digging through the crate. As expected, most of it was junk mail, or bills. I discarded those; bills I could handle online, and junk mail just belonged in the trash. There was only one letter that stood. " So many hands… so many of them felt me up like… like I'm a piece of flesh…" They admired you. They enjoyed you." No, they judged me. They just see a cheap sex object when they look at my tits." Don't be an idiot, Purple." I don't think we need to continue this. It was helpful already. I now know for sure that I'm right, that I can never show my true self to others." Shut up, Purple," whispered Alpha as he hugged her tightly, "Shut up and give people a chance, OK?" So you think they see you as.