I expected that by that time my neck, voice and castrationwould be completely healed. I tried a new bar; it also had a dance floor. I had dressed well...asusual, this time a black satin sheath dress, decollete, nicely showing mygrowing breasts, pearl choker for accent, pearl bracelets, black suedepumps, four inch heels. As usual, I had my hair, nails done; as usual Iwas a hot number, looking for fun, prowling for men.I walked into the bar, saw a couple of hot chicks at the bar and sat downnext to. I knew he liked looking at my butthole, so I parted my legs and let him have a good look. I could wink it now whenever I wanted after hours of practice.“Fine, punishment position,” Kiwi commanded. He was growing increasingly confident telling us what to do, but he still had apprehension about being too strict on us on his face.“Sir, since I couldn’t control my snotty tone when talking about my bed, I beg that you punish me there,” I stood up and took his hand. “It isn’t my bed anymore. It is. I do not plan this talk, but I decide to say when she tells her thought that Kitik does not care for her. That is not true, but I understand how she could make this mistake. So I try to tell her why it is that he chooses not to speak human talk.At first she does not understand at all, but I think later she comes to know at least a part of what I say. I do not wish her to think Kitik does not like her. Maggie has taught me that humans say “thank you” to show appreciation for giving. When Kitik. Mother and Justin inadvertently added our little spy (who I still don't have a name for because no one has told me ... yet.)Now we are six ... five students of anthropology ... and a study subject.Doc would love to meet her.The Powers are going to get their original adaptive membership study ... today.What I didn't understand is why Mother didn't just pop back in time and start over.So ... I asked.I made an appointment with the Powers that Be for our group. I wanted all six of us there.On a.