Because of Sandra's little show, it did not take long. I had just had the most erotic experience with a woman I hardly knew, a woman not even claiming... to be interested in men. My life was getting more bizarre by the minute.I finished the shower and began to shave my face. Since I never liked electric razors, I used shaving cream and safety razors. I was really careful shaving around my stitches, which luckily was in an area that hardly needed shaving. When I was done, I washed off any shaving. He supposed just the proof it happened was really good enough, but he also realized he need more information on it, so for the next few minutes he experimented, switching back and forth from his body. He took control of the fly, making it fly where he wanted it to, left imprints inside the fly's mind (what little mind the fly actually had, at least), making it walk on his palm in a tight figure eight once his consciousness had returned to his body. The dizzy effects of his switching seemed to. That left eight of us in the drop zone to move the supplies when they arrived. Given our superior strength and agility, we should have the supplies picked up in a very short time.The supply plane arrived right on time. It was an Osprey, and I wondered if the Marines were showing off to a bunch of SEALs. There was enough flat space, so the pilot decided to land. He rotated the engines to the helicopter mode and dropped almost on the exact spot pointed out by Alonzo. That's when I was certain. Those three men were the entire gang according to the manager and a teller. Two customers agreed, so I took statements from them before I looked at the wounded man again.The wounded man had stopped bleeding externally, but I hoped that he was bleeding internally. He was moaning and carrying on something fierce, and I was very happy to hear it. At the time, Jayville was between doctors and between marshals, so there was no one to leave the wounded man with. I was sufficiently irate that I was.