I have to feed and water you. I have orders to give you your haircut and then douse you with the hair spray. I have to drain and flush you and then lu...be up your asshole. After all that I'm to put a new discipline helmet on you and then I'm done. I figure it'll take us about two to three hours to get you ready to be picked up. If you start talking and asking questions we'll never get done in time and I for one, don't want to get a caning for being late with you. With a helmet on nobody will see. Most of the men had fallen to arrows from the guards on the balconies as the gladiators had used a long wooden bench to lever open to gate that separated their quarters from the training yard and the rest of the ludus, protected only by the overturned wooden tables that they had hoisted up as a screen. Their situation was made more difficult by the fact that all the men came from extremely varied backgrounds and spoke a variety of different languages, though most had learned some level of basic. "What's wrong Gwen?" Alice asked with mocked concern."IM NOT GWEN!" Gary sobbed. "MY NAME IS GWEN!"Gary's sobs died in his throat as his hands flew over his mouth. Alicestood over Gwen beaming, "What a cute shade of nail polish you have onGwen."Gary shook his head and started sobbing again, "Pllleeaaseee...turnnn...me...back," he moaned through his hands."What do you mean, Gwen?" Alice asked. "Turn you back into what?"Gary's face reddened and he jumped to his feet. "YOU KNOW WHAT! IHAVENT. "You should not judge a man by whether he wants to put his hands on you, or even to go to bed with you," he said. "The question is always what he really tries to do, and under what circumstances. If you are interested in men, as I hope you are," (and she nodded) "it is all a matter of negotiation."The man who tries to undress you the first time he is alone with you is on one extreme; the man who unhooks your wedding dress is another."Gail thought for a moment, then laughed and said that in that.