*****"Good morning at 7 in this wonderful Friday morning, this is your DJ..." The radio alarm sounded and I woke up from my dream, yet nothing was rig...t. I mean, I remembered I was Jason Walton, 22, and I was also Terri Greene, whom just had a great Friday evening with George. Did the DJ say it was Friday? Must misheard it while still not fully awake, I brushed the thought aside.I got up from the bed and put on the silk robe and gown, and managed to put on the high heel slippers this time. “Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho,” Mia joked, “Oh, don't lean in too close to Number 16. He smells like an Old Spice truck rolled over him.”Sylvie pawed at her arm. “And you try not to scare too many of the guys permanently off women,” she scolded playfully.The men and women moved through the lounge like football players taking to the field. Mia resumed her seat and steeled herself for what was to come during the next hour. She tried to settle herself into the suede bucket chair, but just couldn't find a. “They work in vacuum; they’ll work in water,” Arlene told her partner as the airlock filled, but it sounded more like she was trying to tell herself.Both pilots activated their suits and glided out the hatch, careful to keep from snagging their packs as they struggled through. As soon as they were clear, Icky closed the hatch. In seconds, their ride was disappearing toward deeper water to wait for them.Uncertain how far they could be heard underwater, they headed for the beach without. "Can we have all competitors and their slaves up on stage please, its time for the big event." she announced.Mistress Cherie pulled me away and we all lined up on the stage. The MC had our Mistresses bring us forward one at a time."Here we have Ray, trained by Serena. As you can see ladies, he's a big guy!"This was the black guy I have just told you about and the room erupted with a laugh and cheering and a good round of applause at the slanting reference to the size of Ray's cock."Ray at 35.