River’s quarters were lonely. Simon was sleeping with Kaylee, and no one else really dared coming in her area. Good thing too, cause she was mentally spying on her brothers affairs. She felt guilty every time she did it, but it was so... rewarding. River tossed and turned, moaned and grunted, feeling the effects of sex from two different angles.

“Fun, isn’t it?” River jolted up out of her trance. She looked left, she looked right. Hell, she even looked up, but there was still nothing. Then the boy popped up right infront of her.

“Boo,” he said tonelessly, and River jumped. She was not good with suprises. She usually knew what the person was going to do afterwards, but since Mr. fancy mindo boy came on the ship, she was getting more suprises than she had since... never. Huh. “So... what are they doing tonight?” he asked. River blushed furiously. He smiled.

“Eh... it’s ok. If it makes you feel any better, I do it too.” This did not. “Anyway, I thought we might be able to continue out story, but if you would rather go back to your new past time...”

“No,” River said, almost too quickly. She wanted to spend more time with the boy, figure him out. She had never met anyone like this.

“Righto then. Now where were we?” River thought. Something about...

“Wash, and the message,” she informed him.

“Oh, right. Well, the teachers apparently thought something had gone wrong with my mind. All I remember after that day was that horrible chair. They did things to me their. Tried to cure my “disease”, but were really doing things that they didn’t mean to. Hell, for three days they caused me to say nothing but swear words, which made them do even more meddling. After it was all over and they thought I had been cured, I had an early sense of what my true class was. I could already lift pencils with some struggle. I never told them that though. I never really got a chance. Just about 1 month after the “repairs” ended, they started me with the SDT. That’s what I call it at least- Subtle Dream Training. Some kind of... he