"Show me the first form he taught you." He asked.I thought about it for a second and decided to treat the question literally. I dropped to my knees in...the dirt in front of me, with my staff across my thighs and my head and eyes down."What form is this?" Belim asked with humor in his voice. The question drew a laugh from the observing cadets."The form called 'ready for instruction'." I answered."This was the first thing you learned from your stick instructor?" He asked more seriously."Yes." I. She looked and me with a little smile and sat up, pulling her top up over her head and dropping off the side of the bed onto the floor, leaving her only in her skimpy pink panties now."There, now isn't that better?" I said as I crawled forward pushing her gently back down onto the bed as I moved over top of her."Mmmhmmm," she said just before I kissed her once more. I moved back to where I had left off and kissed my way to her firm, ripe tits. The woman had a great set of tits too; big enough. His toes curled. It was one thingto see someone else sample this and let it wear off. But the idea thatpeople were left permanently warped into gay caricatures of themselves bythis drink was a very real concern in the back of his head."But... I want to be manly." Jeffery caught himself mumbling. "Strong.Powerful. The kind of guy every girl swoons over." He repeated his dreamover and over again, feeling his desire for it growing with everyrepetition. "Goodbye love handles, hello Brutbeer." He. “Your world is sure a cold one, Captain. I am standing out here for five minutes and I think my feet are frozen to the ground.”“Come back in a year or so and it will be balmy and cozy for sure, Mr.Hi.”We simply hugged, not that even a month had passed since we left Para-Para.I made a gesture encompassing the terminal and the world behind.“Ready to see my home, old friend? I have a banquet prepared for your honors.”“Yes, I would love to do this as we planned, but father just messaged me to.