..Nothing. Pure nothing. All John could "see" was just an endless expanse of black. He couldn't feel or smell anything else either. Was this... death?...Probably. That explosion wasn't small by any means. Well, what was this place, then? Purgatory? Hell? Suddenly, one of his senses finally activated."....H..."What was that he heard?"He...o?"It seemed to be a voice calling out for him."Hello? John?" He flinched as he heard a melodiously beautiful female voice. He tried to speak, but could only. Stacey whispered in my ear, "Girl, that's what loving women means. Now, ya need to figure out what you are."Enjoying their caresses, I considered my predicament, and the consideration shined a light upon me in a sudden dawn of courage.I was a queer! Fuck the world. Fuck everything. I loved women, loved their smells, loved their touches, and loved the way they loved in a sisterhood of friendship. The lesbian awakened and locked the closet door, never to return to the darkened place.I looked up. " And any guard that bedded Seth would forever be lesser in the captain's eyes. She didn't care how many men he took to bed, but she did care immensely about her duty, and the duty of her soldiers. Servants had scurried ahead as soon as Seth arrived, and they had the bath steaming already. The heat of the windowless chamber loosened every muscle in Seth's body. Even here, the guards accompanied them, taking posts near the door and along the walls, out of the way. "Am I to bathe with my hands. They shook hands, Billy Bob said he was pleased to meet Tim. John had said some nice things about him.Tim met Clyde, Joe Bob, Walter, PD, Doc, Coon Ass, Burt, Herman and EdNOT A LAST NAME SPOKEN !!All were alike in some ways, they wore very expensive clothes, every one of them was wearing hand made western boots. Their eyes did not smile when their faces did. Several of them showed signs of having lived a working mans life in the past.One of them had lost some fingers, probably from roping.