" I didn't even realize my power was doing that," I said, shaking myhead, "I was so focused on your bullet wounds I didn't even notice themhealing as ...ell."Ashe got a thoughtful expression on his face when I said that, causingGear to look at him critically. "What are you thinking?" Postulating a theory," he replied, though it seemed more like he wastalking to himself than to us before his eyes regained their sharpfocus, "But that's something to worry about later. Right now our mainconcern is. ButMustafa really took off with it." He wanted me to explain. "Um, well, he got like constant hard, and needed to cum, heavy, lots oftimes. He collared Lowell a couple months ago." "Yeah, I see, and you serve Tyrone and Biggus, is that right?" "um, well, I thought it would just be Biggus, but, um, yes sir." "But you'd like to be collared by one or both of them, be their slave?" Nodding, I blushed. He grinned. "You want to be a black man's slave, don't you boy? You. "You pulled the trigger, huh?" Yeah, I know you said not to, but…" I replied, looking up at him."I also said it was your call," Wayne said as he held my hand and walked to some seats."I couldn't let him get away with saying those things," I said, shaking my head."And I am fine with it, the thing is, it's out there now, you can't take it back, can you live with that," Wayne said as he looked up at the television.Sprawled across the bottom was the name of Charles's company. It had hit the. "WHAT?" he demanded, shocked. "Do you have a clearance that high?" Yes," I answered."And you're going to take this radio to the field!?" he asked in wonder."Certainly. It was in Cambodia and Upper Laos with me. I also had it at the 83rd RRSOU in Bangkok and the 7th RRFS in Udorn," I told him."But what if it were captured?" he asked in concern."Remember, that I'm the only one that it will work for," I told him. "It always travels with me, and it's a pain in the ass. That damn shipping container.