My gut is a mess and the dreams I had today were something else.” John smiles from ear to ear with that statement and thinking all that went on was ...just a dream. Two young ladies on the other side of room also have big smiles.“Ya well it is either the pain and food or no pain and no food.”“I’ll take the food but the dreams were nice.” “Okay let’s see the bandage.” At that Elizabeth become all business, she changes the bandage and washes the wound. John and the others all get to see the damage. He gives me the shy smile I have come to adore, as he places his suit jacket on the chair. I'm dressed in lingerie he bought me a month ago and sent to my work. He can't send it home to me; my husband, nor his wife for that matter, would appreciate it. It's a push up lacy bra that he can see my nipples through and a g-string that slides between my ass cheeks like it was made for me. He looks me up and down as he walks towards me. We are quiet, like we are sharing a secret. His large hands slide. Now individual troopers shared their recollections of what had happened during the fighting and they boasted about how many Zytol they had personally killed. Unlike their Wodenite counterparts in the blue group, the New Wodenites had other priorities than taking a shower. The traditional methods of sloughing of tension were soon being put into practice throughout the quarters as men and women relieved each other with their mouths and hands.Ben was back on the bridge of the Rebecca, mentally. He knew that he would be humiliated and punished in the second batch of criminals with three others. He was so nervous he was sweating and shaking slightly.Still, Sergekt was immensely grateful that at least Eloisa and her companions were not facing this awful treatment, nor did they have to witness it. He now understood why Vladik Dukov had been so determined to get control over the women in the group. What was happening to the guys was bad enough, but at least they did not have to watch these.