In the second year, she shifted to a different faculty of Engineering than mine and we rarely use to meet. But we remained in touch. She was outspoken... and very confident. In my last year, I called her and asked her for help regarding placements.Me: Hi, Nidhi.N: Hi, Nikhil.Me: Listen, could you please help me with some tips and body Language for my interview and placements.N: Nikhil, it’s not difficult, you can manage.Me: I am somewhat scared as competition is tough, your father is a recruiting. I'm eighteen years old. I'm not in school now. I need to get the hell away and do my own stuff. It's time, Mom."She was crying as I hugged her and she asked me, "Are you sure you want this?" But I had to get out of there. I was right. It was time. Before the toad returned. Before I let my own fears get the better of me. I went out of the motel room. I had no need to stop at the office. I just walked quickly through the gravel parking area, down the drive to the unpaved road and away from Freddy. What was interesting and caught my eye was the driver in the car alongside us, was masturbating.Mother had not seen him and could not as she was out of his line of sight and besides he saw me look and immediately adopted a look of respectability.'You not coming in', she asked, as I made no motion to indicate I was?I shook my head, 'No, I'm tired', was my excuse as mother nodded, she suspected I was starting my menstrual's, it was my time of month, but as I just said, something more interesting. But these are Delta-V fighters, they’re going to be hardened. So, if they don’t give you a choice, take em out.”Muller nodded.Dey frowned. [Will a bunch of corporate goons be fucking stupid enough to take on the USAF?]I dunno. If I had a magic black hole on my side... [ ... shit.] Dey thought. [This is why I always say, we never should have let corporations found their own colonies. We’ve got people who are more loyal to their fucking employer than their fucking country.]Your country is your.