No such luck.

Shepard was use to difficult situations. She held the line against thousands of batarians! But her crew was a whole nother challenge.

Shot after shot went past. Her bare feet and ass on the rought pavement. Shepard was a legend in combat but even legends, can fall.

When the timer stopped She was covered in sweat. She may have survived but the score was all that mattered.

Shepard winced when she saw that she had come up short. With a sigh she walked back to the locker room.

"Not bad Shep." Jack was waiting. "I thought you had it there for a second."

"So did I."

"Well. Heres your end. Sign on the line." Jack held out a holodisk.

Shepard knew she didn't have a choice so she did. Now she was Jacks pet for a year.

'What a weird past few days.... What the hell happen? First Liara now Jack. I may never get to wear clothes again...'