.. Your peace of mind ... is important to us. I want you to be happy. We all do.”“Yeah,” Tanya added, sounding earnest, “If it weren’t for y...ou, none of us would be here. No ship, no survivors, nothing. You’re important to us – to all of us, Béla, and we love you.” Several girls agreed, nodding, their voices blending in together in agreement with each other.“I ... don’t know what to say,” Béla whispered, tears coming to her eyes again.“I do,” Tanya replied. She sat down next to Béla and kissed. His hands start to drift downwards, gripping my arse. The song Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard starts, and we begin to grind more than dance. The entire room is getting in on it, we’re all singing to it. I can feel myself growing excited, because truth be known, this is one of my favorite sexual songs. After a while, between what he’s doing to me, and what the music (and okay the drinking) is doing to me, I’m so turned on. No other man has come up to me, and I've somehow convinced myself. I don’t know why, but I had still not changed from my costume as I walked into his room. He sat there on his bed, completely naked and exposed with his half hard cock sticking out between his meaty legs. I looked down at his package and it must have been about 8 inches uncut and halfway hard. I kind of gasped as he ushered me in. He asked me how long I had been dressing up. I told him it was about 4 years. He kind of shook his head then he asked me if I was gay. I told him no, and that I. This Outsider, who’d needed to learn everything that the Pack was taught from birth, who hadn’t known a cactus was a source of water, was going to do something they couldn’t, or wouldn’t. He shook his head, and sighed…the blast area cut right across his planned route. He couldn’t go right through, that would be suicide, even with the toxin binders. He’d have to cut around, and try to judge a safe distance…either way, he was in for a long trek, one he would no doubt be feeling the effects of.