I soon found out that as a new trainee, my job was mostly removing and applying grease, and chipping and applying paint. I decided to help combat the ...rudgery of these jobs, that I would bring my boom box to work, and listen to some good old rock and roll while I labored. The first day I brought the stereo to work I was painting outside of the ship. My main concern was flinging paint onto to my new boom box. The next day I was assigned to do some maintenance on the Torpedo Tubes. When I went. " What?" Dayna interrupted. "I haven't been taking care of you?" It's not the same," Brandi moaned. "And it doesn't help listening to this one fucking up a storm every other night," she groaned jerking a thumb back at Dayna."Hey, not my fault I'm in demand," my sister shot back."You've got THREE boyfriends right now, Dayna," Brandi turned and growled."Hey, if they can handle sharing me, I'm not going to complain."Brandi steamed and seemed even more wound-up than before, but I quickly moved to. I gladly accepted the cocktail since I rarely had the chance. He handed me a Sprite and vodka and I sipped it down. Jon lead me to the TV room and asked me to just entertain myself until he was finished with his business. I found a movie I liked and began to watch it when I grew tired and fell asleep. I awoken sitting naked in a cold bathtub. My hands were fastened together as were my feet, and there was a gag in my mouth. Had I been d**gged, what happened, where was I? I had no way. " I'll have the same," the Sergeant added. Just then Crommer came in with our bags. The ever attentive innkeeper saw them coming our way and met Crommer at our table."I can show your man where to put those," he offered."I'll come along," I stood. "I'll need to give the room some attention if my bags are to stay there safely." Very well," he agreed. Crommer and I followed. We took the stairs to the upper floor and followed Artuma halfway down the hall. A door there opened to a relatively large.