Assume for a minute you had this situation? You are the dominant one dealing with someone over whom you have power? How do you know what to do? Can yo... believe their words? Their body language? Do they really want it? Is it a fantasy? Where is reality? And, where will reality be tomorrow, in the cold light of day? Not only their reality, but yours? Let’s say you force your spouse or roommate into sex with a third party. Will you be happy about it the next day? Or, will you be angry at them for. The rest were straight forward relating to illnesses and the like. I finished filling it out and passed it back to the orderly."What happens now mate?" You will be informed when to attend for a medical exam." When will that be?" In about three weeks." OK, thanks a lot mate."...Three weeks later I received a letter informing me where to go for my medical and an appointment for an interview.I passed the medical and presented myself for the interview."Mr Concept, you do not list any next of kin.". " I walked over to the drawer and rummaged around for a moment.Then I returned to where Gerth stood, tied to the pole.He stared at the bike chain in my hand. "What are you going to do withthat?" Stuff it in your mouth," I suggested with a smile. Then I regrettedmy remark as Gerth paled again. It was too early for him to panic. I saidsoothingly, "Just joking. Here, hold this." I reached round and placedthe chain in his hand, wondering whether he would drop it. He clung toit like he was a small. "Tanks Dusty, they were called tanks," said Charles interrupting him."Ahh, yes. Thanks Charles, the tanks that were there. Did you see how they were driven?" asked Dusty as he nodded at Charles."No I didn't a chance to get close enough to them. I called a retreat and I was attacked as I stood and watched to make sure everyone followed my orders safely," said General Taltson"Hmm, well we need..." began Dusty again before a young man, dressed in a junior officer's uniform thrusted a paper in.