..?Please please please,? he moaned, ?don’t do this, don’t do this to me?.?A tall very beautiful black woman in a surgical mask appeared at the fo...t of his gurney; she stood imperiously, like a high-priestess, between his painfully spread knees. She nodded to the tech holding Andy’s tied-off scrotum in the steel forceps. The color of his swollen ball sack was already alarming. The baby-pink flesh had turned an ominous shade of purple. It was all becoming clear what was about to happen, but Andy. None knew if the boy was of consequence or not. He was handsome and small and slim, and he had a sweet hole and channel, and he was fresh and unused—although less so with each gladiator who moved between his spread thighs, held his legs raised and spread with fists grabbing ankles, and mounted and breeded him.They were going into the ring, many of them not to come out alive, few of them not coming out wounded and maimed. This was their chance at total pleasure between the thighs of a luscious. We stare at the depthof the fire, apart, together.Nina comes into the room. She bears a tray with a bottle ofwine and three glasses and sets it down on the table infront of the overstuffed couch catty corner to the Ottomanwhere I sit beside Sue. Nina is wearing a silk wrap aroundgown that barely reaches to the top of her thighs and thatis translucent in the roar of the fire. Nina's light brownhair drops over this fine material and seems to be organic,pulsing in the light of the flames. She. "Won't work. Our survival instinct is the one thing we have that is stronger than our instinct to obey the Alpha." Jenifer said."Thank God for that at least," Sharon said. "Wait, being a werewolf doesn't have anything to do with the devil does it?" Not that I know of Sharon," Jenifer said, "werewolves are the same people they were before, good or bad." Is this bond between you girls and Cameron sort of like marriage?" Sharon asked."Stronger actually, we can't get divorced. We are with Cam for.