“My factories supply munitions for the Tarantian Army, and if war brews up with Caladon, then ... well...” He shook his head. “We shall see what...we can do.”I nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Bates.” I inclined my head, turning to go.But then I stopped.“Did you say the unionizer was named Don?” I asked.“I believe it was something like that,” Mr. Bates said, sounding disinterested in the extreme. “A Don or Donnel. Cannot remember the surname. You greens have surnames, right?”It couldn’t be, I thought.. Not about what had really caused my transformation, or what Jenny and everyone were hiding, but about nice things. Just abstract things. I soon let my mind wander back to my dream.I thought about how wonderful I felt, and I longed to be back there. It was almost like it was real, and not only a dream. I felt like I was floating through it as I remembered the details clearly and distinctly. It felt so great, and I soon felt myself going back there, and once again drifting asleep on the warm. Then I am taken to the room. I am pushed inside it with no words. I hear the door locking behind me. I turn and look about.There you are sitting on a chair. In a black hooded robe. "Come child." You say. Your voice is deep and commanding. "Sit on my lap." I walk timidly toward you. This is my first time in this room. I don't know the protocols or what to expect and this scares me and excites me.I know better than to refuse anything in this place. You, I haven't seen before. At least I don't. This event also meant that now I was free to go after Aunt Martha and it happened a lot sooner than I expected.I had come home early one afternoon suffering from a bad case of spring fever. I was sitting in the living room watching a tape of KM doing a group of basketball players and I had my cock out and was stroking it. A voice from behind me said, "It's not right that you should be doing that when I could be."I turned and saw Aunt Martha. I hadn't known that this was one of the days that.