0 comments/ 24013 views/ 5 favorites Central Intelligence Ch. 01 By: PrincessErin Rhys Halliday walked towards his principal. He had a big smile on his face and shook the hand of the older white-haired gentleman. He had finally graduated from high school and was excited to enjoy the summer. After receiving his diploma, he looked out at the audience. His mother and father were sitting in the tenth row. It was such an exciting day for the whole family. His parents had worked hard to make sure that Rhys received a good education. It had been a hardship, but in the end it had paid off. "We are so proud of you, sweetie. I just wish you had decided to go to university." Rhys rolled his eyes. He decided he was going to work as a lifeguard for the summer and then figure out what to do. He wanted to travel, see Europe, and visit Australia. "I know mom. We'll see O.K.?" The rest of the night was uneventful and Rhys lay in bed thinking about the next stage in his life. He really had no close friends and was stuck in a vortex of sorts. He knew what he had to do, but would rather just sit around and do nothing. The only reason he liked lifeguarding was all the neat gadgets he got to use and, of course, seeing women in bikinis wasn't too bad either. *** Rhys packed up the rest of the first aid equipment. It had been a very busy last day at the beach. Everyone was enjoying the beach before going back to school. He carried the box to the storage area and closed the door. He made his way to his car. The parking lot was empty and the fall breeze made him a little sad. He had told his parents that he would only work for the summer and then make more definite plans. Driving down the highway, Rhys admired the new cars going by. He was still driving an old hybrid and felt like such a loser. Most people had solar cars and here he still needed gas. Rhys must not have been paying attention because out of the corner of his eye he saw a red car coming at him. Rhys still couldn't explain what happened next, but as he saw the flash of red and heard the screeching of tires, Rhys went from sitting in his car to standing at the side of the road. It felt like his stomach was being pulled in different directions and he closed his eyes so he wouldn't get dizzy. The sensation was like a dream. It was like he was in two places at once, sort of like when you're asleep. You feel the mattress and pillow against your body, but you also feel your feet walking on the ground. He blinked and watched the accident unfold. The red car that had come out of nowhere smashed into his green hybrid. Both cars skidded into the cement wall and crashed with a fiery burst of flame. The red and orange flames licked the wall and he knew he only had a short time before his gas tank caught fire. "Fuck." Rhys made sure there were no oncoming cars as he ran towards the red car. There wasn't much left as the front end was pushed together like an accordion. Rhys wanted to help the driver of the other car. It was the instinct he had as a lifeguard that made him do it. He always wanted to make sure others were safe. He saw a flash of blonde hair and in one motion grabbed her shoulder and pulled her out of the car. She clung to him and he carried her back to the safety of the side of the road. "Oh my god. Oh my god." Rhys held her tight and ran his hands through her hair. He didn't have a lot of experience with girls, but figured that anything was better than nothing in trying to calm her down. "It's O.K. You're fine." "Fine! I am not fine. I was daydreaming about Europe and the next thing I know, my car was spinning out of control." The woman was about Rhys' age and had one of those stylish form-fitting outfits. She had a strange accent and Rhys wondered where she was from. She was definitely not from the D.C. area. "Oh great. The police." Rhys looked up and the police car had landed between the two mangled cars. He was surprised it had taken that long. Washington's police department had purchased brand new hovercrafts with the most up to date GPS. The last crash he had witnessed, the police were there before the car finished skidding. He watched as the officer walked towards him. He held the cornea scanner and the blonde woman and Rhys both stood still as he gathered the proper information. Rhys was still holding onto the woman and once the police officer finished looking over both their records on his tracking device and viewed the accident from the satellite picture, he looked up. "Mr. Halliday. How did you get out of the car so fast?" "Umm." Rhys bit his lip. He really had no idea how that had happened and now that he thought about it he didn't really remembered getting out of the car. He remembered being in the car and then he wasn't. The officer turned to the blonde woman who was rolling her eyes and reaching in her bag for her cell phone. "Ms. Jones, you will be charged with dangerous driving. The fine will be in the mail." The blonde woman nodded and then grabbed her cell phone. Rhys assumed she was calling for a ride. The officer turned and faced Rhys. "You'll need to come with me." Rhys glanced over at the cute blonde and before he had a chance to say anything he was whisked into the police cruiser. Legal proceedings moved so fast in the future. As the car took off towards the nearest police station, the demolition truck was already there cutting up both cars into small enough pieces. Recycling had become a way of life in the 31st century and almost every part of a car could be reused. Rhys stared out the window. His day had gone from melancholy to very bad. He didn't even want to think what his parents would say. Rhys was dragged into the station and put in a room. He looked around and saw nothing. The walls were white. There were no windows. It was like a prison. Had he been put into jail? Rhys was startled and, a few minutes later, the door opened and an older woman dressed in a beige business suit entered. She was probably about 40 years old and had perfectly manicured nails along with perfectly styled hair. The material of her suit was most definitely the new self-cleaning type. Whoever this woman was, she was rich. Before Rhys had a chance to say anything, she began to speak. "My name is Kathryn Cassidy and I'm the dean of the University of Central Intelligence. I have been informed that you are the perfect candidate for our training program. You already have the ability to teleport yourself and you have psychic abilities as well. Courses begin in one week's time. You will have time to say goodbye to your family and friends." Rhys just stared, mouth gaping open. What the hell was she talking about? He had heard about Central Intelligence when he had done a history project in grade eleven. He knew it was a branch of the F.B.I., but that was it. He hadn't been able to find out any more and when he presented that section of his assignment to Mr. Andrew, his history teacher; he had been told he was making things up. "Any questions?" Kathryn was tapping her foot on the floor. "Um. I'm going to be doing what?" Rhys was so confused and needed time to think. "You're getting a degree from C.I. University. It's all expenses paid. You demonstrated today that you have some very special powers. We also know that you were planning on traveling to Europe, but your parents really want you to go to university. You don't get a choice." Rhys sat and thought for a moment. All his peers from high school were going to university in a few weeks. It was the expected thing to do considering he had gone to a very dignified high school. He had finished up his job today and really had no plans for the future. As he continued to think, he figured why not? I mean his parents would be so excited and it wasn't that he wasn't capable of university. Rhys was pretty smart. He just didn't have any ambition. He still didn't have ambition, but was intrigued to find out more about his special powers, whatever that meant. *** Rhys finished unpacking the last of his clothing and looked around his room. It looked like a normal dorm room, which was a relief. The security clearance he had received to enter the campus was insane and he knew his parents had to go through the same process. He had needed to have a blood test, cornea screening, as well as fingerprint screening. He had been given a memory chip which would be used to access most areas of the campus. His dorm room would open with a cornea scan. His parents were practically jumping for joy knowing that their only son had changed his mind and had been accepted into university. His mother had acted like the typical mother and had tried to hug him almost every minute. Rhys's father was rolling his eyes as he watched his wife try to be cuddly with their teenage son. It wasn't working. He was thankful they had left a few short hours ago. A teenager can only deal with so much hugging and kissing from their parental units. Rhys stood in his room and tried to figure out what to do next. He was curious to see what areas of the campus he wasn't allowed to access and he wanted to make sure that he knew where his classes were. The whole campus had a teleportation ban in place and even though he wasn't really sure what that meant, he assumed that meant he was expected to walk to class. "You're cute." Rhys looked up and saw a girl in his doorway. "Huh?" Rhys was sure she had called him cute, but since he had barely had a date in high school he might just be hearing things. "I'm Kate. I'm in first year too. I'm across the hall in room 101." Kate walked in and sat on his bed. She was so forward he was speechless. Since he didn't respond, she continued. "I'm from Orlando, Florida. My parents were so excited that I got in. I heard it's pretty hard to get in to C.I. They only take the best candidates. Of course, being guaranteed a job when you graduate is a pretty big perk." "Oh." Rhys was watching Kate chat and all he could do was stare at her chest. She had the most humongous breasts he had ever seen. She was short and plump, but even with her curves; her breasts were huge for her body size. They pushed against her shirt and he could see the outline of her nipples. She wasn't aroused but since her breasts were large, so were her nipples. Rhys imagined what they would look like when they were hard. He imagined her nipples to be a soft pink colour. He wondered what it would be like to push her naked breasts together and suck on both nipples at the same time. Rhys felt his cock swell in his shorts and he tried to say something intelligent. "I'm Rhys. I'm from Washington." "Well hello Rhys. And, yes, my breasts are real. If I wanted to, I could definitely convince you to fuck me, but we just met so I won't, not yet, at least." Rhys's eyes went wide. Most of the girls he knew in high school were shy and timid and never talked about sex. Kate was borderline outrageous. He had done some preliminary reading about his courses and realized that psychic powers were an actual course. He wondered if that's what she meant when she said she could convince him to fuck her. "O.K." Rhys could barely get more then two words out of his mouth. His cock was throbbing now and he figured his brain was not getting any blood. Kate leaned over and nuzzled his nose. "I'll see you in class tomorrow." And with that, she was gone. University life was going to be fun. Central Intelligence Ch. 02 Rhys rubbed his eyes as he reread the same sentence three times. It was a month into the first semester and his brain was slowly filling up with so much information it was going to explode. It wasn't so much the amount of reading he had to do, it was the content. He had assumed that Central Intelligence was just a branch of the F.B.I., but now that he was at their university he realized there was a whole world out there. He needed someone to help him understand and figured Kate was the best choice. His classes included teleportation, psychic powers, the history of C.I., science of intergalactic planets, theory of space ship mechanics, and a general language course. In just one short month, he had found out that they used hostile planets as jails for those that commit serious crimes. He had also found out that teleportation and psychic powers were used to help fight crimes and that you could get a job doing that. Kate was in all his classes and they had been dating ever since his first day here. Well, actually, she had flirted with him and he was too stunned to respond. By the second week, they had gone on a date and were now officially a couple. Kate was cute and curvy and the fact that her breasts were the size of watermelons definitely helped things. Rhys picked up the phone and dialed her room number. "Hi sweetie. I'm so confused about Gregory's class. Can you come over and help?" Rhys smiled. Most times when Kate came over it was part studying and part sex. Her lips were just the perfect shade of pink and her light blonde hair framed her face perfectly. He was never going to complain about her insane sex drive. "Fuck now or later?" Kate was standing in the doorway and was wearing pink shorts and a purple t-shirt. Even though the advances in clothing had come a long way in the years, the styles hadn't changed that much. Casual comfort was still important to university students and Kate looked amazing. Of course, her blunt statement was pretty intriguing as well. "Now." Rhys took the few steps towards Kate while Kate stepped into his room and shut the door. They met half way and nuzzled noses. They kissed softly while their hands were frantically undressing each other. They loved kissing softly while undressing not so softly. It was a unique balance where their lips were needing the softness of love making whereas their teenager hormones were saying "give it to me now." The moment they were naked they both opened their mouths and the tongue flicking began. Rhys ran his hands through her blonde hair and moaned as Kate tugged on his cock. She knew exactly what to do to bring him close to orgasm. The tip of his cock was sensitive and she stroked it in short fast strokes. Her hand was covered in his precum and he was sucking on her tongue in rhythm to her hand strokes. "Fuck me doggie style." Rhys nodded and pushed Kate against his desk. He kicked her feet apart with his own and stared at her pussy. She shaved it regularly. She was so wet that her inner thighs were glistening. Her clit was throbbing. He slid his throbbing cock into her pussy and pulled her back and forth on his cock. His hands pressed into her flesh and her round bottom bounced against his thighs. Kate gripped his desk and began to moan. She had this way of moaning at each thrust that was so erotic. He thrusted faster until she was hyperventilating. "God make me cum now!" Kate reached under her and rubbed her clit. Her large breasts were pressed against the desk. Rhys grunted and continued to fuck her hard. Kate pinched her clit and began to cum. She was loud when she came and this was no exception. "Oh fucking hell that's good!" Rhys grinned a bit and threw back his head. Kate was massaging his balls lightly and the combination of her slow teasing and his rough fucking drove him over the edge. He shot his load into her pussy and held it there. He knew there was no risk of pregnancy, but still loved the feeling of his cum soaking her cervix. He pulled back and sat down in his chair. Kate stumbled over to his bed and lay on her side facing him. "Damn you know how to fuck me. I love it." Kate was licking her fingers clean since they were covered in her juices and a bit of his cum. "The fact you always want it helps a lot. I could fuck you for the rest of my life." "That could be arranged sweetie." "Mmmm. O.K. I need help with school." Rhys would rather chat about sex with Kate but realistically he needed her help. "So what do you not understand about teleportation?" Rhys grinned. She sounded so matter of factly when just moments before they were fucking like rabbits. He also knew that at any moment she would decide she needed to cum again and Rhys would be used as her own personal fuck toy. He didn't mind being used by a sexy big-breasted blonde girl. He knew that she could easily download a virtual reality sex program. He was happy that she wanted the real thing. "It's everything. Seriously Kate, I'm so lost. And the fact that I can do it scares the hell out of me." "O.K. let's start from the beginning. We live in four dimensions -- length, width, depth, and time. We can alter all four of those dimensions. For the first three dimensions we simply use our bodies or machines. To change the dimension of a bed you simple cut it in half. For the fourth dimension it's a lot harder since there are many more factors to consider. We use our brains to alter that dimension because no matter how many computers are created, our brain is still the most powerful computer." Rhys nodded. While talking, Kate had gotten dressed again and was sitting crossed legged on his bed. He imagined his cum was soaking her shorts and wondered if there would be a wet spot when she got up. "Those with the ability can be trained to teleport properly. If we get an A in this class then next year we take both the theoretical and the practical class. If we get lower then an A we only get to take the theory course. Stop drooling over my breasts Rhys." Rhys blinked. His cock was hard again and no matter what he did it wasn't softening. He slid on his shorts and leaned back in his chair. "I am listening. It's not my fault my girlfriend is a beautiful blonde bombshell with the sex drive of a horny teenage boy." Rhys stuck his tongue out at her and Kate returned the gesture. "So with proper training we can teleport ourselves almost anywhere or anytime. Of course, if everyone who could do this went anywhere and anytime, we'd have a disaster. That's where the four cardinal rules of teleporting come in to play." "Wait! I remember this. Travel log, good, register, time and location." Rhys looked so proud of himself. It didn't really make sense, but Kate knew what he meant. She grinned at her goofy boyfriend. "Yes sweetie. You have to keep a travel log that will be audited every year or more often at the discretion of C.I. You have to have a good reason to teleport yourself and make sure that you are not intentionally hurting yourself or others. You have to register yourself with C.I. prior to teleporting yourself and the current restrictions require that you only travel to approved places and only within a thousand years." "How did you get so smart?" Katie stood up and climbed into Rhys's lap. She sucked slowly on his earlobe while she reached down and stroked him through his shorts. "Because I pay attention in class Rhys. You just daydream of fucking me all the time." "True. So what happens if you travel to a place that isn't approved or past a thousand years? Will you blow up or something?" "You could teleport yourself to the bottom of the ocean for example. Or teleport yourself to a planet that has no stable atmosphere. In those situations, you'd die. As for traveling within a thousand years, my Dad told me that your brain can explode if you travel that far into time." Kate was continuing to stroke his cock and Rhys was trying to pay attention. "Fuck baby. You're distracting me again." Rhys reluctantly pushed Kate off his lap. She grinned and went back to his bed. She had a great memory and knew she'd do well on the next exam. She was willing to tame her sex drive so her boyfriend would pass. "I'm sorry. Now how is teleportation possible? We learned this last week. You have to remember." Rhys thought for a moment. He knew he had this information in his head. It was just hard to find it. His brain was like a pile of papers on a messy desk. I wasn't like Kate's memory, which probably was like a well-organized filing cabinet. Rhys picked through the random pieces of information in his head and finally found what he was looking for. "Aha! It's like a photocopier. Your brain imagines the time and place and transfers your body to it. So you are really in two places at once, but just like when you photocopy something it's hard to tell what's the copy and what's the original, when you teleport no one can tell you're a copy." "Very good baby. You know I'd love for us to teleport to the sandy beaches of Datalus. Then we could spend the whole day fucking without interruption." "We'll go there for our honeymoon." Rhys walked towards Kate and pushed her onto her back. "I've studied teleportation enough. Now I need to study you." Central Intelligence Ch. 03 Rhys survived the next three years of university. He and Kate got an apartment for second year and since they once again had all their classes together, the same routine ensued. Class during the day, studying and fucking at night. Neither one of them talked about love, but they were both happy in their arrangement. Rhys's parents were so happy to hear that Rhys was enjoying university and, of course, now that Rhys was in his last year, he was being told that if he kept his A average he would be offered a job at C.I. Most of the students were offered jobs, but for Rhys this was extra exciting. He had graduated from high school four years ago without even thinking about getting a job and now here he was, close to earning a university degree and starting a very stable career with C.I., a branch of the F.B.I. Rhys looked over at Kate. She was curled into a ball on her side of the bed and was sleeping peacefully. Rhys had gone out and purchased a diamond engagement ring and was just waiting for the best time to ask her. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair and realized his cock was throbbing. At first, she had been the nymphomaniac. Once Rhys became comfortable with himself, he became equally needy when it came to sex. He gently rolled her over onto her back and pushed back the sheets. Her breasts were heaving with each breath she took and Rhys held them together and began to suck gently on both nipples at the same time. He pushed her legs apart and knew that the tip of his throbbing member was resting against her clit. Kate moaned in her sleep and Rhys sucked harder. He loved the feel of her soft round breasts against his face and loved how her nipples hardened against his tongue. He let go of her breasts and licked down from her cleavage towards her pussy. He nestled himself between her legs and slowly began to lick her pussy lips. Kate had been working late the night before and Rhys was asleep when she had gotten home. She was so horny and the drugs she had taken the night before were still in her body. Rhys knew Kate had a job on the other side of town, what he didn't know was what kind of job it was. Kate wasn't willing to tell him and she hated that the sex drugs were still in her body. She woke up to his tongue tracing circles on her clit. At this exact moment, she needed to fuck. "Fuck me." Kate was staring down at Rhys. "Not yet baby." Rhys went back to slowly licking her pussy. "Now!" Kate screamed the words and flipped over onto her hands and knees. "Fuck me now!" Rhys had never seen her so horny, but happily thrust into her. She kept begging for it harder and so he sat up and pulled her so she was sitting on his lap facing away from him. He gripped her inner thighs and pulled them apart. "Rub my clit. Do it!" Kate was pulling on her nipples and loved the feel of her pussy stretching apart. Rhys was overcome by his hormones and suddenly came hard. He normally could control himself, but Kate's aggressiveness was such a turn on. "Make me cum." Rhys furiously rubbed Kate's clit. The harder he did it the harder she begged him. She finally came and Rhys watched as her whole body shook. Kate fell back on the bed and whimpered softly. Rhys leaned over and kissed her softly. "Will that tide you over until the graduation ceremony is over?" Rhys grinned as Kate shook her head. *** The graduation ceremony was nothing that Rhys had ever experienced before. It was in a large auditorium, but there were LCD screens set up along the walls. Each screen had an elite member of C.I. viewing the ceremony. The security was extensive and even his parents had commented on how weird it was that not only did they scan their corneas, they also did a fingerprint and blood test. Rhys didn't have it in him to explain that individuals were changing their eyes so they could hide from the authorities. Others were changing their fingerprints or their blood type. No one had safely been able to do all three so the university was forced to check all three. Having so many important C.I. officials in one area was dangerous to begin with and with all the riots from the aliens it was getting worse. The United States had taken it upon itself to take over numerous planets and the natives were not amused. Rhys was fifth in his class. Considering he had needed a lot of help in most of his classes, this was a big achievement. He had never done well with the theory classes, but he had caught on quickly to teleportation, psychic powers, and he had really enjoyed the third year space ship technician course he had chosen to take as an elective. He walked across the stage and smiled as he shook hands with Mrs. Cassidy. He had not seen her since the day she had told him he was going to attend C.I. University. She smiled and thought to herself how great Rhys would be working in the law enforcement department. "So we're going to hire him? Do you think he'll be up for it?" Declan was communicating to Jonathan by telepathy. They were watching the graduation ceremonies of 3023 and were excited about one graduate in particular. Rhys Halliday had been recruited after he had been able to teleport himself out of a car crash. Although he struggled with the knowledge of teleportation, his skill was amazing and the department needed him. "Yes, he will be. I have the perfect case to give him to test him out." Jonathan smiled at Declan and the two men watched as the last student walked across the stage. *** "Oh Rhys. I'm so happy for you. It's your first day at work. Let me fix your tie." Mrs. Halliday was doting over her son and Rhys was trying to be nice about it. His mother was always a little hyper and knowing her only son had graduated from university and had been offered a great position in the government only made her more excited. "Mom, I'm fine. Please. I need to teleport myself to work now." "Do I get to watch? This will be so exciting!" Rhys rolled his eyes as he kissed his mother on the cheek. He nodded and closed his eyes. He imagined the main foyer of C.I. and before he knew it he was there. He opened his eyes and smiled. This was his first time teleporting himself for work purposes and he was grateful he hadn't made a mistake. He walked down the hall and entered the offices. The sign on the automatic door clearly stated "Teleportation Department." "Hi Rhys. Glad you're here. I'm Declan. I'm your case manager. Here, I'll show you your desk." Rhys was led to a small desk in the middle of the room. People were moving around quickly and the moment Rhys sat down a memory chip was placed on his desk. "This is your first assignment. Please read over the whole document and then fill out a TR 71. Once it is approved, you will teleport yourself to gather the proper information. When you return, you will need to complete a FD9897. You will be evaluated on this file and if you do well your probation will be over." Rhys nodded and loaded the chip into his computer. He gasped loudly and had to put his hand over his mouth so not to draw attention to himself. Staring at him on the first page of the file was a picture of his girlfriend. His co-workers moved around the office at regular pace. For Rhys time stood still. He stared at the picture and looked into her eyes. These were the same eyes he looked into when she was sucking his cock. These were the same eyes he would look into before their good night kiss. All those images flashed in his mind and disappeared quickly. He imagined his girlfriend doing something illegal to get the codes. He figured she was using her psychic powers or something such as that. At least he hoped that was all she was doing. Central Intelligence Ch. 04 Rhys spent the rest of the day reading and re-reading the file. He learned that Kate worked as a computer hacker and had broken into numerous government agencies. He read how she had convinced a high-powered government official to give her the scan cards to his offices. He had to teleport himself to that time and place and witness the exchange of information. What sickened him the most was that the place was a strip club. Strip clubs had become the lowest of the low when it came to sexual satisfaction. Computer programs and virtual reality had basically made strippers and prostitutes obsolete in society. Rhys practically threw up when he saw the date of his teleportation. It was the day before their graduation. Rhys knew right away that there was a reason for her aggressiveness that morning. Most sex workers took a hormone-based drug so that they were extra horny. The men and women, and some aliens, who frequented those bars, wanted the extreme. The drug was very dangerous, but very powerful. "Here. It's filled out. This isn't a joke or anything is it?" Rhys was standing outside Declan's office. "I'm afraid not. We have to give you this file because if you can deal effectively with a situation that is personal then you can deal with anything." "Fine." Rhys had filled out the paperwork correctly and was approved to teleport himself. He did it quickly and was standing outside the strip club. He had put on a hat and jacket to disguise himself. He knew to use his psychic powers to make sure that no one really noticed him. He entered the bar and sat in the corner. The bar was dark and dingy. Some of the lights were burned out and the smell of dust and alcohol and bodily fluids filled his nose. He tried not to gag. He looked around and saw Kate. She was wearing a very revealing silver dress with high heels. She was chatting with an older gentleman and Rhys moved over a bit so he could listen. She was sitting on his lap and Rhys was disgusted to notice that the man's cock was tenting his pants. The man was old enough to be her father and his skin was pasty white. His hands were curled, probably from using an old computer keyboard for too many years. Rhys imagined that he had spent his whole life in online communities, living vicariously through those that had real lives. Rhys listened to the two of them chat. Nothing incriminating was said yet so he casually walked past them to sit on the other side. As he did that, they got up and walked to one of the back rooms. Rhys followed them carefully and found that he was able to stand at the door without them noticing. He watched and took mental notes of everything he saw and heard. Kate pushed the man into a chair and unzipped his pants. She jerked his cock hard and pulled down her top. He pulled on her nipples and she moaned. "Give me the code. Just do it Freddie. I'll fuck you all night if you give it to me." Freddie moaned as she slid his cock into her wet pussy. She was grinding against him and her huge breasts were flopping around. Freddie's eyes were glazing over. "Oh fuck baby. I can't." Kate glared at him. She slid off him. His cock was short and stubby, but much thicker then Rhys's. "Just do it. I need to get into the system. If you don't your little wife will find out that you've been fucking me for years." Rhys gasped and pulled away. He thought in his head how long they had been dating. Had she been doing this before they met? Rhys was lost in thought and almost missed what happened next. "3113." Freddie spit out the computer code. He groaned as Kate jerked his cock so hard he came. His white cum splashed onto her face and the fact it was only a few drops hinted that this was probably not the first time she had made him cum that day. Rhys couldn't watch anymore. He stormed out of the club. He stood outside and felt the warm breeze against his face. He was on a side of town he had never been to before and he couldn't leave fast enough. The moment he closed his eyes he teleported himself back to his office. The tug on his stomach was quick and he was thankful that when he opened his eyes, he was standing in the hallway. He stormed over to his desk and had the computer type up his report. He loved the new software that allowed him to just think about what to type. It was so easy and with one press of a button his report was sent to his boss. Rhys took a longer lunch than normal and walked around the underground shopping mall. Internet shopping had become the norm, but somehow regular retail stories had never really disappeared. People still loved trying on clothes or trying out furniture. He really had no idea what to think. He thought he loved Kate. At least that's what he thought the feelings were that he had. Maybe it wasn't love. Right now it was definitely hatred. He hated her. He hated how it made him feel. He had trusted her. She was his first girlfriend and he didn't think he could ever trust another girl again. He got back to his desk and Declan was waiting for him. "Good job. You're off probation. Kate will be arrested this afternoon. Here's your next file." *** Rhys leaned his forehead on the cold metal. His hand was jerking his cock and he was biting his lip to muffle his moans. His other hand was against the metal of the bathroom stall wall. He was desperate to cum, but couldn't. He had had a rough day and needed a release. The door opened and he muttered under his breath. He let go of his cock and stared down at the floor. The silver floor tiles were geometric and boring. He wished the floor could swallow him up. His first day at Central Intelligence was not going well. He had completed his first case with no problems. Well, actually, there were huge problems. His first case was to catch his girlfriend accessing top-secret computer codes. What he wasn't expecting was for his girlfriend to be working at a strip club and to be going around fucking random guys. The moment the bathroom was empty again he continued to jerk off. He was so frustrated and normally orgasming calmed his nerves. It wasn't working and the more he jerked his cock the angrier he got. He finally came and caught the fluid in a handful of tissues. He did up his pants and then made his way towards the interrogation room. Kate was sitting in one of the chairs in the room. It was a metal room with special infrared rays along the walls. Rhys had not been told about this room, but he figured they needed the most secure place to hold criminals. He watched as Kate nibbled her bottom lip and he knew right away how worried she was. He didn't want to see her again, but knew that he had to go through the motions of a trial. Declan walked past and he followed his case manager into the room. "Kate Finnegan you are officially charged with breaking the law under section 310 of the criminal code. Agent Rhys witnessed you accessing codes from a government official. You will be sent to Rooan on the next ship." "Rhys?" Rhys blinked. He had been trying not to make eye contact with Kate, but now he had to look her right in the face. "Oh yes. Kate Finnegan I witnessed you asking and receiving secure codes from a government official. This was on June 4th, 3023." Declan nodded and they both walked out of the room. Rhys felt the room start to spin and he placed his hand on the cold tile of the wall to stop himself from falling. He had acted all professional up to this point but now everything that had happened was rushing into his brain. "It gets easier. I promise." Declan tried to comfort his new recruit. "You know I had an engagement ring and everything. Fuck." Rhys slumped into his office chair and stared at his computer screen. "I know you're upset. When you're up to it here's your next case." Declan left Rhys at his desk with the small memory chip perched on the edge of the desk. The office bustled with people. After a little while Rhys reluctantly took the chip and loaded his next case. It had to get better.