After the enema and shower I make my way to our closet to pick out something to wear for the evening. This is not one of the "gee what should I wear" ...oments but rather " if I put this on will She be happy with me?" I take a black leather harness off the hook and slide it over my head and shoulders. The roller buckle fits just in the hollow of my solar plexus, next comes the shroud and collar for the penis and scrotum; this is somewhat like a chastity harness in so much as I can't access myself. "Yes, sir!" Jimms said smartly, stepping up to him."Third platoon will break trail today," he told him. "Assign a squad to the point and lets move out." Yes, sir," Jimms agreed. He turned to the platoon and selected second squad, headed by Stu, for that duty. Stu gathered his team of convicts together and formed them up. Soon, all one hundred and sixty men were heading down the Interstate following them.It was two hours into that morning's march that Turbo, the private on point, spotted. I let her down so that her weight was on her feet. She immediately tried to kick me, but fell, putting a sudden strain on her arms. She grimaced.“We’ve plenty of room for a woodland burial,” I said to Diana, “But not just yet.”“Right,” I addressed Ruth, “I want to know where the tape you made is.”She shook her head.“OK. Diana, do you want to do the honours, or shall I?” I was holding up the scissors.Ruth’s eyes bulged and she made some gurgling sounds, seemingly unaware of what was about to. I spent most of the rest of the trip finding the correct setting for my head's internal heat blob. I set it for a low temperature, then kept an infrared eye on my head, watching it slowly increase in temperature as the heat penetrated it. After several minutes, when it had stopped getting hotter - the input from the heat blob being equaled by the head's extra heat radiation - I compared my head to Ava's, saw it wasn't hot enough yet, so cranked up the heat blob a smidgen. It took quite a while.