There may have been a way across the fields but, if there was I didn't know it. And if I could find it, it would still entail a naked hike! She had me...! I was appalled afresh. I couldn't see anyway out. Whilst I mused over the options there was a sudden funny little sniggle in the back of my mind. A long buried memory, the best part of twenty years old, of my fourteen year old cousin making me take all my clothes off a few times when we alone in her house and her dressing my nine year old body. This is an attempt to get straight to the point - smut galore instead of a heavily story-driven style. I'll be adding branches for different characters, and maybe some options, too.Everyone featured in this story is 18 years or older.'Mr Perfectly Bland.' That's what my first girlfiend called me when she left me. If you looked for the definition of 'average' in the dictionary, you would find John Deer there as an example. Average height, average build, neither handsome nor ugly, average job and. How vexing." This is why I was against performing this. For all we know, we could've died! Do we even have a small clue what this was supposed to do?" Our linguist says it may have to do with rain or water based on some words that hold similarity to Latin." So we might get rain...or we might have just unleashed a natural disaster."Lecia claps her hands once more, grabbing their attention. "This is not the time for speculation! We must be patient and observe. Yes, we did take a risk, but someone. " Be nice, Sylvia," I said."I am so sorry, Ronald," Sylvia said. "I don't know why I said that. I guess I was just jealous that you had an idea and I didn't. I really am sorry."Everyone looked at Sylvia to see if she was being sarcastic or if she really meant what she said. I thought it was evident from the look on her face that Sylvia was feeling bad about what she had said and was truly sorry.I was really feeling the power of the DHS 77 and was looking forward to my next opportunity to use it.