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him.  He was out of breath and simply stroked her long hair as he laid there panting.  Finally, he said, “You’re going to need to wash up to go join Porter.  First though, I need you to know, Porter isn’t going to be as gentle as the rest of us.  He’s a rough man.”
    Jayn nodded slowly.  She’d gotten that impression of the huge man she’d met before.  She felt like she knew him least of all.  The others had all been friendly from the first moment, but Porter…there was something in his eyes that frightened Jayn a little.
    She hurried to the bathroom and washed off carefully, not wanting to keep Porter waiting.  When she returned to Dimitri , he was wearing a burgundy robe and matching slippers.  He held her dress out to her and helped her pull it over her head, kissing her lips as soon as they emerged from the neckline of the dress and causing her to giggle. 
    He slipped his arm around her waist and they went down the stairs and in a different direction than Gus’s house.  “The houses are all in a square with these underground tunnels connecting us.  Porter insisted.”
    Jayn frowned.  “Exactly what is he worried will happen to us?”
    “There just aren’t enough women.  We’re all a little worried that word will get out that we have a breeder here and that you’ll be kidnapped.”  He hugged her and kissed her softly as they reached Porter’s door.  “We all want you safe.”
    She smiled.  In her world the girls had outnumbered the boys, so it was odd to her to be in such high demand.  She’d never felt like she was the prettiest or the sexiest.  These men were making her feel as if she were the original Eve, created simply for man’s pleasure.
    “I’ll come by and get you tomorrow afternoon,” he told her.  “I want to show you the holodeck.”
    “I’d like that.”  She had no idea what she would be doing during the day.   The next day was Sunday, and she wasn’t even certain if these men went to church or not. Her entire life, she had never missed a Sunday in church.  The service had always lasted from sun-up to sun-down with short breaks to eat whatever lunches had been packed the night before.
    He kissed her once quickly before walking away toward his home.  He was humming a song, and Jayn couldn’t help but wonder if it was from one of the musicals he’d mentioned.  As soon as he was out of sight, she knocked on the door, very nervous about what would happen with Porter.
    Porter flung the door open, and Jayn gasped at the sight of him.  He was completely nude, his huge member sticking out straight from his pelvis as if it were pointing at her.  She had no desire to do anything but run as she gazed at it.  The thing was enormous, and she had no idea how it was going to fit inside her. 
    Porter took her hand and pulled her into the house.  “Hey, Jayn,” he said casually as if they’d been seeing one another naked for years.  He bent over and put his shoulder to her stomach and carried her slung over his shoulder through the house.  She tried to look around her as he walked, but he moved so swiftly she got little impression of anything that was there.  When he set her down in his bedroom, he reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one swift movement. 
    He took a step closer to her and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her passionately, his massive erection stabbing at her.  She returned his kiss, but she held back more than she had with the others, suddenly extremely nervous about sex with this man.  “Problem?” he asked with a quirked eyebrow after breaking the kiss.
    She nodded slowly.  “I’m worried you won’t fit.”
    He threw back his head and laughed.  “I’ll make it fit, princess.  Just call me Tarzan.”  He picked her up again and half-tossed her onto the bed, until she was lying on her back parallel with the headboard.  He reached into the nightstand beside the bed and pulled out a big bottle that