My first foray to the men's room proved to be a veritable obstacle course. I was going to have to invest in a robe, traipsing to the men's in either j...st shorts or wrapped in a towel would be embarrassing to say the least.In fact, that is what happened, Alison swore that she did not mean to do it, when her bag snagged my towel, that next Friday afternoon on my way to the showers. She and four other girls all stood gazing at my package. I had never thought of it as anything special, I was. ” Maybe I shouldn’t have hung up in her ear.“Dashawn and Suzi, eh?” Zoë laughed dissolving her facade of book reading. “Their babies will have glasses thick enough to see Uranus.”“Ha,” I snorted. “Your anus.”“So childish...” She tutted at me. I growled and vaulted the back of the couch landing down hard just as she managed to get her legs out from under the crush. She was pinned behind my butt.“You better get a shower before your double date.” She warned me. I had put on a grungy t-shirt but. My ultimate goal is still to get us into space,just as it has always been. That's far more likely to happen with theresources of the Americans behind me than those of a small country allbut bankrupted by the war."I bristled slightly at this dismissal of my homeland, though neither ofthem noticed"When it was time for us to be flown back to Germany and returned to theAmericans I was informed that Walter Dornberger would not be coming withus. Instead he was being charged with war crimes and. You enjoyed three moms this afternoon while we only fucked our own moms. That’s not fair.”“What the fuck!” I exclaimed. “Are you guys fucking insane? Last week all you could do was masturbate to fantasies of your mothers and mine. Today, I gave you each your mom on a silver platter. And, you’re pissed at me? Really?”I grabbed my plate and stormed out of the house to finish my dinner alone at the picnic table. I was livid, just seething at the thoughts of those guys being pissed at me. They were.