It reminded you of a deluxe suite of a hotel or a room of a mansion. Feeling very comfortable, you sit and feel the bed against your skin.Suddenly, a ...woman appears behind you. You turn to see that she was gorgeous, especially her eyes. Then another appeared who is as gorgeous as the other woman but her main points were her legs. Three more soon joined in the room. One had big perky breasts, another with full lips and great facial structure and the last had long flowing hair that touched above. I noted that her summer dress was so sheer that I could see that she was wearing garters and not wearing any panties. She again thanked me for the complimenting her on her summer dress and as she did, she walked her heels up the bar stool making her knees rise above her waist. Then she discreetly and slowly slid her dress over her knees, slightly spread her legs and asked: "So you like my summer dress, how do you like what you see now?" I answered: "That is even more beautiful than your summer. And my Precog is screaming at me, but I do not know why,” he groused. “Fuck it. If I am to have Precog, why can I not be a real Precog? At least I would know what is about to happen instead of just having this nagging worry. Shit. Shit. Shit.” (Interpreted.)The Chief just looked at him and laughed. “You will figure it out.”“Yes. I am aware of that, but will it be too late?”The Chief gave the alien’s equivalent of a shrug.The Paladin Commander, sleep-deprived, stomped out of his office to stand. He flinched like I slapped him, and went back to standing there impotently, those doe-eyes of his brimming up with tears again, blinking at the ceiling, willing himself not to cry. I held him there for what felt like minutes (probably felt like hours to him) watching him battle back the tears. Waiting for him to lose. Just standing there with my thumb in his mouth like I did this sort of thing all the time, wallowing in his powerlessness. My little bitch, his mouth surrendered, too scared of me.