Her left arm pinned by the door, Vicky screamed curses at the man. The whole time she screamed she was struggling against the door and trying to use h...er right hand to push it off of her. But, the male intruder was using his weight to hold the door in place and she couldn't move.He reached up and grabbed Vicky's right wrist; then, he stepped back taking his weight off the door and pulled her from around the door. As he did, she spun around and her robe blew open just enough for me to see that. The shields were proof against micrometeorites and even against shrapnel, but would not stop a military grade weapon projectile.The control area was compact, slotted into a space as wide as three acceleration couches, and contained very simple controls for navigation and communication. Large type instructions were engraved into the control surfaces along with little pictograms in case the occupants could not read Standard. There was a vidscreen that was larger than the pod actually needed, but. He was raised by a skilled hunter who taught him how to kill and skin animals, and I didn't want to fall victim to that. I nodded my head and he let go of my mouth, and pulled me up by my hair, motioning for me to get on my knees, and I quickly obliged."You know you don't just get to leave me." He said. I felt so guilty. I nodded. "You fucking whore. You cheated on me. You fucked him and didn't even think about me. I was out working all weekend and you were LITERALLY fucking around." He took. She never looked my direction or smiled. It seemed odd.Over time I met the guy, and I was in a position to do him a favor (but that's a different story). He asked me if he could do something for me, and I said that it could wait until I needed something. That's when he surprised me when he suggested he send over his girlfriend to spend an evening with me.The next night there was a knock at the door. I had forgotten all about the offer, but when I looked through the peephole, there was the.