“You’re going to need to blend in. As good as you look in that outfit, everyone will just assume you’re a whore, and you will be treated as such....”Yavara pawed through my collection of women’s clothing, giving me a questioning look. “Why do you have a drawer full of women’s clothing?”“Zander experimented in his college years.” Brock joked. “I can shape-shift, and it’s often useful to walk in a woman’s body.” I sneered at Brock, “You didn’t seem to mind yesterday, big boy. Yavara told me there. Except this was everywhere, from his hair to his toes, and it never stopped. Once at work however the Niteside program took care of any distractions. He was single-mindedly dedicated to his work for the entire time he was in front of the screen. This morning he had the impossible notion that he could actually feel the radiation beam from the screen penetrating his brain. He knew that thew longer he sat in front of this screen, the more Niteside was altering the patterns and physical composition. Just as we were deciding to turn back, this jeep with some military looking men in it drove up and watched us. I could see a smile on one of the men’s faces but we didn’t hang around for long.Back at the beach we walked the opposite way to what Debbie and Jon did in the morning. We came across a campsite and wandered round. We got a few funny looks, but no one stopped us or said anything.That night we had a quiet night round the pool. You could say that it was a bit of an orgy. All 3 of us. . you are." She then added in frustration, "But she's still my daughter!" And who is the concubine here?"Melodie gulped a few times before stuttering out, "I ... I am..." Exactly. The concubine can enforce the rules, but it's the sponsor who sets the rules. If the sponsor says it's OK, then it's OK. In this case, I said it was OK. Do you know why?"Melodie, worried that she'd overstepped her bounds, shook her head."First, because occasionally bleeding off a little of that tension caused by.