. I became aware of the strong, virile body of that beautiful darkskinned example of masculine, muscle and power. His chest was cut, chiseledmuscu...ar perfection, his shoulders broad and strong. His legs were powerfuland thick. I became aware of the glistening of his skin; the sweat stillclung to him from the work out. I became aware of his scent... the strongpungent post-work-out scent of his sweat, of the pheromones wafting andexuding pure a****l lust. That scent more than anything else. I left him laying there and went to get help. With the help of others, I carried him into one of the rooms, he was diagnosed with dehydration, simple and safe I thought. I was joined by another guard and we resumed our patrol, this kept up the rest of the night until I was off duty and I put the drone to sleep in the bunkhouse.I woke up the next morning with both Jenny and Patricia watching me."That was some adventure you gave us last night," Patricia said.I laughed and said, "Both of you were. ” I said as I shoved the glass, the bottle and the book into the bottom desk drawer. A moment later an elegantly dressed woman walked into my office. Her light brown hair, which was pulled back into a bun, was highlighted by a few streaks of gold. This wasn’t the kind of clientele I was used to. She was classy, like a linen napkin or a glass of single-malt scotch. She was smooth and relaxed as she introduced herself. “Olivia T. Kendrich.” she said, offering me a gloved hand. I didn’t know. It would be remiss of me to assume that all of you are going to stay, so I’m going to offer any of you the chance to leave today, with the promise of your job back when this is over. If you would like to leave, please stand up and leave now.”The only person that stands up is Mabel who’s in the first row of seats. She turns around looks at everyone and says, “I don’t know about anyone else, but I plan on staying and kicking some terrorist ass if I can.”There’s a spontaneous round of applause for.