At this point Suzy and I were on an even level. Just two submissive women who were blindly licking the floor and ready to do anything else the masters...ordered. Later Suzy would no doubt assume her dominance over me again but for now we were enjoying ourselves as equals. Both Robert and Mark were looking down at us and nodding in approval.After licking the floor clean we both looked up for further instructions. Robert made a motion with his hand that I took to mean, continue. I turned to Suzy. "Why does he have to be so belligerent?" She wondered aloud, staring at her honey blonde good looks in the bathroom mirror. Her short pink baby-doll nightgown gave her a little girl appearance that was not contradicted by the gleaming curls of her golden hair that fell softly to her shoulders. During the day she usually wore it pulled back in a black velvet bow, but at night she always let it fall in bouncing curls that framed her delicate features. This was an "order" from Ike, who insisted. This seemed to make all of them happy, if all the extra hugs and kisses I got were any sign. I finally said goodnight and Tran and I headed to our own room. I grabbed a quick shower but ended up sharing it, which made my night. I told her what had transpired between George and Doris. She got a good laugh out of it before I went to a more serious subject."Honey, I know you said it was my decision, but I still want your input. You have just as much as stake in the decision as I do, because if. A normal civilian with no training could get it to move in jerky, stiff jointed robotic motions. In the hands of a skilled operator though we could make them do a recreation of swan lake with just as much flow and fluid movement as an actual dancer. So jump ahead from my childhood of endless classrooms, strict training regimes and whatnot and into the present. So let’s start at the beginning of my shift. When I space travel my body works on a completely different clock than when I am on a.