She wrote me a glowing reference letter for my next employer, and she definitely took a liking to me. She took the college route and wound up being a ...oordinator, landing a job quickly. I was actually a year older than her.At first glance I thought she was hot; brunette, 5'4" with D-cup breasts, blue eyes and a sweet body. She'd wear 5-inch shoes all the time, which made her deceptively tall. She confided to a guy friend of mine at the TV station that she thought I was hot and wanted to jump my. . er ... Carl, my name is Carl" and smiled at her to disguise myshame.Then she gave me a piece of paper saying I should use it to order foodand drinks. This was new to me. As Catherine, I never took care of thebill, there was always a man at my side to do this, my father, aboyfriend, Don, but now I was supposed to order things and pay forthem. I noted in my mind I should probe Carl's wallet to see how muchmoney I had, before ordering something.I remembered something and decided to ask the. "What the hell is this place?" It is a power control room Daniel Simpson." The Spartan officer who had appointed himself in pseudo command of the King's personnel detachment on the surface spoke now, as he walked along the bank of ceiling high power generators and computer consoles."I didn't see one of these in the first garrison." Martin spoke as he stepped up to the control panel."It was there sire; the lowest level in the northern quadrant." The Spartan Lieutenant replied, his fingers. I passed the restof the dinner party in a haze, desperately trying to figure out a way ofstopping the insanity my life was becoming. Between serving thedifferent courses of the meal I even spent some time figuring outwhether I could afford to move out of here if I kept my job. I keptcoming back to the fact that I wasn't earning enough money to becomeindependent, and the only way to change that would be to give up school.Giving up school however, would likely also mean giving up Amy. Althoughwe.