I thought I recognized the sweet patootie that he was parading around town. They had just gone in to the Onyx club. I parked the car and went into the... club. John Kirby and his sextet were opening that night and the place was packed! I did not see Marks or his flame so I cautiously made my way around the room. I wasn't that careful though, because I heard a familiar voice say, "Stan, fancy meeting you here. Richard was just asking about you."I slowly turned around to see that face I knew so. My stomach tightened as the memories flooded back. Like Craig, Jeff had been taken much too soon. There was also the sense of helplessness. There was nothing I could have done to prevent either death. Somehow, I felt that if I’d been there, it might have turned out differently. How? I have no idea.I’d talked to Uncle John after Jeff had died and told him my thoughts. He just shook his head and explained the futility of that line of thinking. He made some comment about part of it was being young. The guards came for me one day but they did not bring a yoke or even a chain for me. They just put a rope around my throat and led me away. It was another day for them but for me it was the first time in almost a month I had set my foot outside the pens.My body shivered as I followed on my leash. The men walked in silence. The daylight hit my eyes as we crossed a courtyard. It was lovely to see the sun again, though.I was led to a building were water came in through a pipe in the wall and. They were all content,entertained by the movie but at the same time wondering withanticipation what would happen next.They had crossed the line just as Michele had predicted. This was nolonger the Leading Recruits tormenting their grommets by making themdress as Wrens. The Leading Recruits had become infatuated with theircreations and were now carnally involved. The Wrens had been feminisedto the extent that they actually liked being dressed as women, and notonly that, they appreciated the.