About ten minutes after I had been put in the nanopod, Elisa ran a line from an artery in her arm to my arm. All of the women in my household had been...built with either O negative blood (i.e. universal donors) or A negative blood (to match my own blood type).With her cyborg body controls, she could replace her own blood faster than a normal human, but not as fast as I needed it. After ten minutes, she passed the donation tube to Jasmine. After the twenty minute mark, they started bringing in. "Remember I said you don't go throughas yourself? That you become a new person who belongs to that time? Theperson you become is pretty much random. Random height, random weight,random hair colour ... and ..." And?" Random gender." Oh." Yes, 'Oh,' indeed." Statistically, half the people who arrive in the past will be male.Half of them will have been female before being sent back. Likewise,half of the females will have been male."The main courses had arrived some time ago, and had been eaten. Dust flared, the floor moved beneath us. Thrak and Faoril fell to the ground with a grunt. We slid, the corridor spinning so fast and then it stopped a heartbeat later.“What?” Faoril gasped, struggling to stand.“The tunnel shifted,” I groaned, rolling to my feet. The corridor, which had been facing north and south, now faced east and west. It linked up to a new set of hallways leading off into the gloom of the labyrinth.“Las's putrid cum,” Chaun groaned as he stood, staring in the direction he. I lay here and I watch you sleep. There is no tension in your face. Your jaw is not clenched. Your brow is not furrowed. You just lay there relaxed and peaceful. The stresses of the daily grind does not show. You seem almost boy like and innocent – even though I know full well that nothing is further from the truth. You are most definitely all man. But here in the early morning hours, when the rest of the world is at ease, I have this special time to really look at you – relaxed, subdued, and.