"Well, why not? Go ahead say 'hi.' I mean, what the hell, he probably won't fuck you on the dance floor."She looked at me kinda funny and then over at...the guy. "Well OK. I'll talk to him anyway," and with a small punch to my arm, she wondered off.I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she took a circular route around the room, eventually ending up in the group talking to the guy. I lost track of her after that for a while. When I saw her again she introduced me to her friend."This is my. I hoped another girl would get paired against her, and that the other girl would get lucky. I certainly didn't want to meet Macy in the quarterfinals, as the winners would get another $375. That was almost enough to cover my books for next semester; I didn't want Macy between my books and me.Thank God there is an hour between the end of the last elimination match and the beginning of the semi-finals. What was better yet, the hour doesn't even start until after the between match tasks. First. Hawthorne stood transfixed at the spectacular events taking place in front of him. He'd witnessed many kinds of couplings before as a doctor, but never one like this. He'd heard of hermaphorites before, as had many a medical man, but he'd never actually met with one. This was totally amazing, and here he was, witnessing the event and enjoying it all."Well, Doc, do you think it was worth it?" asked James."Damn right it's worth it," came the reply. "Did you remember to bring Brutus with you?". I noticed he played with the woman and kids for a while and then he went outside the enclosure and sat at a picnic table watching the softball game — or the women passing by on the walking track.I split my time watching the game and watching the woman. As time passed, I found it more interesting to watch her than to watch the guys. No, she probably wouldn't win any beauty contests but there was definitely something sensual and sexy about her. I felt a slow growth occur in my groin and began to.