”The air filled with the sound of anxious murmurs and the Grand Stallion gave him a dirty look.“You are here because—”“Zel always told me ab...ut how amazing her people were. Polite, refined. Dignified even. So I’ll try again. My name is Mike and—” Someone jabbed him in the back with a spear butt and he hopped forward in response. “I’m the Caretaker.”The Grand Stallion glared at him, visibly grinding his teeth. “Are you finished?”“I’m just trying to observe my own customs as a show of respect, . He pounded on the Zeus in return as it was the closest one to him but couldn't concentrate his fire. All the armor absorbed his hits. He told me that every time he fired off a round he had to hit the override switch to keep from shutting down from heat buildup. LRMs don't produce that much heat but he was firing so fast that what heat was produced didn't have a chance to dissipate. Overrides only help if you allow the Mech to cool down, he kept firing until it shut down. That is a very. Good thing she's eager to get some ice cream. She forgets about herleverage and attacks the clasps. As quickly as her pudgy little fingerscan she pops the clasps open. I tear the nightie over my head and pulldown the plastic pants. I fumble with the bra and drop it to the floor. Iam victorious... in a diaper!IN NOTHING BUT A DIAPER!WHATEVER!I turn her craving for ice cream on her again."Now you put on your pajamas," I coax her.She goes to leave the kitchen but I call her name and indicate. This is where it gets weird, try to follow me here okay? I knew that whoever had done this was already going to get there ass kicked in but, I also thought because I got mad, that Wetzel would be even more scared than he was which subconsciously that‘s probably what I was trying to do--which was fine with me because I knew no one was going to hurt him as long as I was around, not even me but, that was just the thing that gave me a hard on----and I liked! having a hard on, especially around.