"Well?" Command guy barked, looking down at the small figure that drew the blood."He is human, sir," a female voice said.Caleb was shocked at the soun... of a female voice. He had just placed the small figure in a slot in his mind called Doctor guy. He mentally fumbled with the adjustment. He wondered why his mind felt so unwieldy, and it took a moment for the sense of the small figure's words to hit him."What, "Caleb demanded angrily, "are you talking about? Of course I am human. Who the hell is. "We get off the bus and walk along the road to his flat. It is small and dark. He takes my jacket and invites me to sit down. He sets up a super 8 projector, set it running and sits down next to me and puts his arm around me. Pictures appear on the screen. Muscular well hung men a gang fucking a submissive femboy who is clearly loving it. He can tell that the film is turning me on and tells me to take my clothes off. I do so and stand before him naked with my little stiffy poking out.He drops. "But I have to work. If you waited for me to get off work, the stores would be so crowded you couldn't get anything done. Maybe next year, though." What about Saturday, then," Margie suggested. "It might not be as crowded and we could have a lovely day of it!" I don't know," Trisha stammered, "I'll have to see what's going on." The discussion continued in this vein, volleying between Margie and Jessie trying to convince Trisha to have a girls' day out and Trisha continuing to be non-committal.. Now back to present day.Sam and I were having a party at the house and invited some friends. Just a casual party with some friends, drinking some beers and bullshitting. Ashley and her husband, Rick were over. Everyone was having a blast. As the night drew to an end, people started filtering out. Sam was drunk, said her goodbyes and went off to bed. Sam was a nurse at the hospital and had to work in the morning and didn't want to be too hungover. Now it was just Ashley, Rick and I. We were just.