There still is a monster roaming my brain. It is the demon that screams that I am a second class woman, incapable of keeping and satisfying a man. I a...m an unworthy slut that is only fit for low life scum. I cringe at the thought, and try to bury it, but it will still not go away. I look at my life with you and see the love in your eyes as a friend, but I do not see the look of my soul mate. The one who adores me and makes me his woman in every manner of possession that is possible. I want to be. Celeste stirred, murmuring something indecipherable, and then stretched. Her eyes flew open and she exclaimed in pain as the stretching of her beaten back sent a hundred sharp reminders of the beating through her. She gingerly rolled onto her stomach, then looked sideways and up at her companion. The expression she caught there fleetingly, before he could adjust it, surprised her considerably. There was a fierce possessiveness in that look. It immediately threw her mentally back into that place. That, I learned, was coupled by my inventing a device to multiply natural resources. Several of the political powerhouses, making their way back to Earth after the Vermin were defeated, wanted to use the planet’s resources as a means of gaining power over the Consensus, but I completely blew that plan out of the water with my invention. Even though they had to pretend to be happy about my solving many of the galaxy’s natural resource problems, they still harbored a serious grudge against me.By. He cocked his head to one side. He'd thought he'd heard a sound. The door bell could be heard faintly. He motioned Nurse Crow to continue with the robot fucking and then hurried upstairs.At the front door Officer Smith was becoming impatient. He knew the doc was in there as he never left his exclusive hospital.He pressed the bell for the tenth time just as the door opened."Oh er, officer how can I help?"Smith was surprise by the greeting. The last visit he'd hardly said two sentences."I'm sorry.