However, she always conducted herself with the upmost professionalism. She tried to ignore the rude comments that came from some of the cruder charact...ers in the office. It was not her fault everyone around her seemed to be getting horny over her. She had worked hard to get to this position, and she was determined to be successful.On Monday morning she set off in her white Chevy Bolt, and, headed straight for the large new school campus build that was almost at completion. She looked good. The memory stick with incestuous material on it would have been, and that video the boys made me make with them in our first week would have blown her mind. It was just a video of me taking their spunk over my face, but it was the three of us in the image. There was no doubting that.Monday and Tuesday had passed us by, but not without the tell-tale signs that not all was well.Our evening caresses on the sofa had stopped; neither of us had had sex in the last four days, though I suspected the. Council stopped me when I got too far into the technical details. My secondary profession was star ship navigator. My primary profession was Special Security Officer—assassin, really. It wasn't often that I had an opportunity to lecture on field fabricated explosive devices and I just got carried away by youthful enthusiasm. Or perhaps it was just professional enthusiasm in a field that was classified as a Cosmic Armada secret?Next, I was ordered to narrate the events twice, once from memory,. Her world left no room for devious, hurtful people. Ruining marriages didn't rate very high in her ledger."Sam Longo? I've never even heard that name before. The man that hired me was from out of the area. I doubt you know him, or have ever met him," responded a worried Baxter. "I'll give you his name and his cell phone number in exchange for all the incriminating evidence you have against me."This claim clearly surprised Susan. I already had some reservations about Longo's complicity in such.