After waiting three days, they were ready for the next Phase. She wore the halo for a morning and afternoon session for three days in a row, and was t...old the good doctor was engaging in sexual intercourse with a woman. The memory of his orgasms seemed to perk her up and she felt pretty good while it was going on, though she was reluctant to admit it. She had felt little blips of happiness from a number of the drugs she had been tried on, but they never lasted. Still, she dutifully reported her. ”I am “I am Luitenant Tyron Suit of the United Stars Spatial Navy. The standard protocol would compel me to place you under arrest. Due to your actions directly seeking to discover and obtain Translocator technology, I am no longer required to act under standard Naval protocol but the Critical Technology Protection protocol.”The Ult chief, near the end of his strength, laughed weekly.”Secure leaks and prevent the proliferation of any tech deemed critical. Tyron forget about me. The Captain, she. I hadn’t seen her in more than ten years. My God. Megan. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I sat down. I stared at the floor for the next several minutes, only looking up quickly every thirty seconds or so to see where she was in the room. I could barely even look at her. I felt heartsick, like every time I looked at her since I realized I loved her. God, I never thought I would see her again. She wore a modest but cute black dress, and there was a black headband in her shoulder-length. .“DeeDee...I think you have forgotten something. Don’t you?” Again that controlling, tone of voice and inflection of the words, arousing you even though a complete stranger, only adding to your arousal of what this weekend would bring...and she had called you ‘DeeDee’. Your mind in chaos...what had you forgotten? The only answer that came from you...“I....what...sorry” you stand holding the keys to the cabin, wanting to get there, be free for this weekend, to dress as instructed and await my.