I'm a bisexual foot fetishist, so we had a lot to talk about. It turns out that my roommate, Rod, shares my sexual tastes, so we should have a lot of ...un together the rest of the year. I also presented my plans for my research project. I'm interested in the differences in people's reactions to gay and straight sex, so I'm planning to do a project where I have sex in public with a guy and girl on alternating days, and have an accomplice record people's reactions. I got volunteers to be my. “Bugger,” I said under my breath as I recognised the tallest of the men striding towards me and I stood up straighter. Inspector James Davis was 197cm (6’5”) tall, twenty-five, dark-haired and blue-eyed and a real hunk. He also had the hots for me for some unfathomable reason.“Dusty, ah, Constable McGee, are you okay?” he demanded. He’d almost gone to hug me but pulled up short when he noticed my posture and as he remembered that my hat-cam was still on. He ran his eyes over me critically. We hadn't talked in our classes together, just sort of looked at one another, and maybe sorta smiled once or twice. The guys needed time. So, I looked for someplace else to sit. I couldn't sit with the girls, of course, in fact it never even occurred to me. The lunchroom was pretty much segregated by sex, but only because the kids wanted it that way. There were a few tables with girls and boys together, but mostly the girls sat on one side, glancing at the boys and giggling; and the boys sat on. The road is level, flat and direct."The bus," said Cock, "Stops at every village ... sometimes going miles east or west of the Northern Highway, but always coming back to it."Bill explained, "There are other roads, but they dead-end in orange groves or mahogany plantations. The Northern is the only road that runs north and south."Lunch was disappointing, Mexico was better. There is a move afoot to oust the Empire and the people seem to approve. From the sounds of it ... so do the Brits.After.