We are dressed in the village. It is another thing about not being slaves. Nudity is a matter of choice . I have prepared myself as best I can. I am c...nvinced nobody understands what I am capable of. Only a few of the ‘Warriors’ met Rayner and me on the other side. And they have probably already forgotten. I will find out if I indeed am capable of what I want to achieve through the unique opportunity The Hunt provides. There are three other newcomers for this hunt. I have requested my own hunt,. "Nancy laughed, "You'll get used to them soon. Before long they'll be less exciting to you than a limp dick."Misty snorted, "A limp dick is sad, not unexciting. It's a condition that can usually be quickly corrected by a motivated woman."The giggle-fest continued as they entered the governor's office. Martha looked up and commented, "You two appear to be in a good mood. What have you found that's so amusing?"Misty caught her breath. "Nancy was comparing traveling by transporter stream to trying. Mary saw that his dick was erect again. "What is this unsatisfactory boner you have here Private?" Roc was still trying to wake up and was mumbling incoherently. She rolled him out of his sleep chamber onto the cold, steel floor. "Go take a piss and report back to me." Roc's giant naked form padded to the latrine so he could relieve himself.While Roc was performing his daily ablutions, Mary was reviewing what she had to do to get him Battle-Ready equipment-wise. Unfortunately Roc had been too. A lift is a small tightly contained box with very little air. When it breaks down between floors, you can't help but panic. And when you panic - or at least when I panic - my tummy starts to go a bit funny and yup, I end up blowing off. Lots.Thank God I was stuck in this lift on my own, because I would have been really embarrassed if there were other people in there. One after the other I was letting them go and I really could not help it.BbbbbrrrrrrrrtPfffflllllltBararappabapbapI kept.