You tried explaining yourself, but they wouldn’t have it, and at first they started with calling you a queer, sissy… saying that boys like you get...beat up for looking like this. They said if it weren’t for you being their friends’ sisters boyfriend, you would probably be one of ‘those’ unfortunate boys.The one who had that ‘look’ in his eye came up, and said that you actually make a pretty good girl, all things considered. The boys laughed, thinking he was k**ding.. that’s when he lifted your. “Great fun. Do you play games much?”She shrugged. “Every now and then. My little brother has a PlayStation he lets me use sometimes. I’m no good at games, but they’re fun to play.”A stroke of boldness overtook me, unbidden. “Maybe we could hang out sometime, and I’ll teach you?” The words tumbled off my tongue before my brain could process them. What the hell was I doing?Debbie’s eyes lit up, much to my surprise. “That would be awesome, Jake! How about tomorrow night, after my shift? I can. Do me like you own me.” And Jon did. His feral grunt lasted for what had to be a minute. His splashes of hot, liquid gold kept ricocheting about deep within me. I could feel his scalding heat as it gushed within me, splashing over and over onto what could only have been my thirsty cervix. I came for the eternity that he was saturating my womb. Finally we both collapsed, gasping for air. “Leave it inside me to soak, honey. Leave it in there to drain out, and mingle with my juices and Kev’s. She was sad for the animal's fate, as she was with regards to the death of any biological organism. She was even sadder when she considered their frailty and suffering. Such pitifully short lives despite the best endeavours of human science. Lives full of such pain. How could sentient life tolerate its arbitrary contingency? If only humans could take the extra step and fully embrace the benefits of machine technology.She wasn't alone in the wreckage. Ahead of her was a smartly uniformed Colonel.