Celeste: ThankyouJonah smiled softly at her, he knew sooner or later he would apologise to her again...she wrapped her arms tighter around him, she lo...oked into his eye's and smiled backCeleste: So...can we talk nowJonah just nodded his headCeleste: Good, now will you tell me why you keep getting so upsetJonah: I told you earlier...its this questCeleste: You sure thats the only reasonJonah: Yes, well there is the other reason...me telling you i love you and you not feeling the sameCeleste let go. We have attempted to use these weapons against the Warriors, the Empire and the Collective. They destroyed three of our planets. Daily we are losing ships. The combined industrial capacity of our enemies is killing us all slowly and the recent setbacks of ours and our allies are unsettling. We lost half our fleet in the attack on the Collective, another ten percent near Earth in the Milky Way and we lost nine percent of our remaining fleet last week. We are down to thirty percent of our. I smile tentatively and raise one eyebrow in inquiry as I make the thumbs up signal with my hand. He cannot respond in kind, as his hands are totally encased in their restraints, but he does nod at me. . . . LIKE A MUTANT SCORNEDAs Victor again takes the slack out of my left hand restraint and fastens it down, he remarks cheerily, “Since you both resisted so well last time, I’ll have to be more persuasive. You’re going to be sorry you did that. I don’t like it when my victims refuse to give. So she kept her distance, and explored her sexuality alone. After years of development, Jean found that the ultimate thrill lay in exhibitionism, and would allow herself to indulge in this thrill once a week. Why Tuesday? Because tuesday was her parents' date night, which meant they would return at 11 pm, fairly drunk, have loud, erotic sex which Jean would listen enviously too, then fall asleep completely dead to the world. Jean waited until 3 am to be sure, and would then sneak downstairs,.