If Mona hadn’t been okay with what had happened, Mike would have had his balls handed to him. What pissed me off was his the personal attack by goin... after Mona. Mike knew what he did, and now I knew Mona was not averse to it happening.The Alpha Male in me reared his ugly head and now I wanted to find Mike and tear his head off. Mike had been the Big Man on Campus since middle school. He could have had any girl he wanted. I’d heard from Tami that she thought he had a cute butt. Maybe if his. While their friends Bindy and Aaron knew, they had all been careful to keep the Carmichael’s secret.They all looked up as a female, who was one-eighty centimetres tall, entered the lounge. The tall, pretty, purple-eyed blonde was twenty-five but only looked about seventeen. She seemed shy and she was softly spoken. However, the crew was to learn that she was as fast a whip during combat training and flew a spacecraft as if it was an extension of herself.Lee introduced her to the crew and waved. . Those who notice mine smile and I risk a quick smile back."So, Fifty," — it's George speaking — "no real weight training experience?" No ... Sir."He smiles, but narrows one eye. The "Sir" was obviously expected a bit earlier in my reply."Why not?" Er, well, err, Sir, I mean it's not a thing girls do really, unless you are very sporty..." And do owners like flabby slaves?"Owners. That word again. I get an odd stab of pleasure hearing it applied to me."Well, no, I guess not. But doesn't weight. They were smooth and hairless with thick ropes of defined muscle and prominent blue veins. They certainly weren't body-builder big, but they stood out dramatically, veined and corded. With the slightest move of his body some tight muscle group in the arms would jump to the surface and stand there glistening. The spectacle was so impressive that I found myself looking back and forth from arm to arm, as if watching a show. Oddly enough, there was a strange stirring of pleasure in my loins. Gary.