Personal Private Fuck-Off Log

Pike's back. And acting like a damn Santa Claus, giving me Kirk to play with. He's fucked up in one of the secure rooms. Chapel's excited - never seen her drench a pair of goddamn panties so fast. Figure she's got a grudge she's been hiding - and if I give her a little alone time in that fucking room, well, only one of us who'd complain is Kirk.

Which is too damn well shitting bad for him, ain't it? Shouldn't oughta failed in his bid.

He's on fluids and nutrients, too, of course. Pike wants him back in shit-stirring shape, after all.

Pike - thinks he knows about what I've been fucking up to with his Vulcan? Ha. Fuck-stick monkey-cock captain can blow his own goddamn dick on that one. He's fucking bluffing about knowing a shitting thing - because if he did, I'd be damn well dead and I ain't even going to lie to myself about it.

Fucker.

That asshole's up to something. I don't know what it is but I aim to find out.