I hadn't done this on purpose, and I didn't know how to undo it. I felt that weight in my groin, that grew and grew and would spill out, would spill out. Jack Benchely blinked harder, like he was really trying to wake up. It spurred the cat, and we threw ourselves to the left again.
It was cozier than the pale blue cubicle it had once been, but not by much. Did I smell of wolf and forest, or was it the fresh blood? Don't ask unless you want to know. Those of us who wouldn't participate, he made us grow our hair long. There was life that didn't run or hide, it was all alive, alive in a way that most humans never understand.
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