Sexualized Gi Joe (open to one woman)

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Spec. Dylan Darklighter
Age 20
Height Six feet even.
Bright blue eyes
crew cut sandy brown hair

I am a new member of the elite, top secret special mission force, "Gi Joe" and rode the large lift down from the surface of the barren Nevada desert into the bowels of the underground base. There was a whole city here with hundreds of people from all branches of the service going about to their duties, tending to vehicles, small arms practice, hand to hand combat and working with their computers. Our exact mission was to fight global terror and the main threat was the entity known as Cobra, but right now, they were keeping on the down low.

Holding onto my duck and duffel bag, my only worldly possessions, I rode the lift next to a tall, muscular man with a balaclava over his head named "Beachhead" evidently everyone here did not go my given names, but code names, but mine had to be earned. For right now, I was 'Maggot" to Beachhead because he would be my drill sergeant for now until I was properly broken in to the unit.

When the lift reached the bottom we stepped off and Beachhead barked, "Follow me, maggot" and lead me to the left down a dizzing array of corridors. He knew exactly where he was going, he had done this many times, and stood to the side of one narrow door, "Okay, maggot, this is your room. Drop your gear and wait here until someone comes and gets you." And with that, he left me there. The room was tiny, with only enough space for a couple of steps in with a singles bed, a night stand, wall locker and that was it, the bare necessities, but it would be my home for the time being. I put all of my stuff into my wall locker and locked it and pocketed the key then sat on the edge of my bed, knees wide and hands clasped together, waiting for my next set of orders.

(Looking for a woman to play with. Does not have to be versed in Gi Joe or the military. This is for fun and it's sexualized, though I desire build up.)

 

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The woman known only as Panther sat on a bench in one of the many weapons rooms that scattered the sprawling underground base. She had joined the Joes a year earlier and still very little was known about her. She had been brought on during the groups formative stages and only was only referred to by her code name, in fact outside of the CO and herself very few people knew what her real name was.

Panther was 5'6" with shoulder length hair that was so black that it seemed to have tints of blue and purple. Her skin was flawless and olive toned and her tawny gold eyes were rimmed by thick dark lashes. Combined with her delicate facial features and slender frame she looked much like the predatory feline she was nicknamed for. She sat on the bench, the lean muscles of her body looked relaxed but she would easily pounce at any moment. However she was currently preoccupied with the task of cleaning and reassembling the sniper rifle that sat o her lap.

Her hands moved deftly, the sign of constant repetition. I'm moments she had cleaned, oiled, and reassemble the weapon. Grabbing her ammo she stood, swinging the gun on to her back. She turned and strode from the weapons room, the short heels of her black combat boots thudding quietly along the hallway floor. As she headed for the training room specifically designed to allow snipers to practice she ran into Beachhead, one of the few other members of the Joes that she had made friends with. It was he who informed her of the new recruit.

"Well then... It looks like there's fresh meat..." she said with a grin.

 

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Just a few minutes here seemed to be like hours. There was no clock and I did not have a watch so it was only guessing as to how longer I was waiting for this new person to come along and lead me to the next phase of my introduction. I have been in the service for two years before volunteering for this opportunity, though I was surprised that I was chosen, but even with my experience I was nervous because I wanted to make a good impression, but also knew that with this I suspected that there would be either hazing or some sort of induction ritual, but that was just my mind racing because of the boredom of sitting inside this small room.

Getting up and pacing around the small space allotted the only door was open so that cool air flowed inside and out in the corridor people were pacing by me without a care in the world. I have to say, here, the dress code is rather 'loose' though I do see many walking around in ACUs, there were some with clothes that looked down right civilian. It piqued my interest as many females walked by and I poked my head out into the corridor for a moment before coming back in out of fear that Beachhead was just waiting outside with a mallet to konk me on the head like a wicked game of 'whack a mole'.

 

[NekoMata]

"You really should be more aware of your surroundings..." she said as she perched lightly on the edge of his bed. Earlier when she had run into Beachhead she had convinced him to allow her to handle the induction process of the new recruit. After wheedling him about it for a few minutes she had gotten him to agree. Now there she was, stretching as she pointed at the open vent in the wall above his bed. "You should have secured all entry points in here by now..." she said as she stood.

Like many other people in the sprawling base Panther wore "civvies"; a pair of black leather pants and a cropped high collared leather jacket. However she was also wearing a good deal of combat wear. Around her waist she wore holsters for her twin DE .357 Magnum's as well as extra pouches for guns and other utilities. She also carried a hunting knife strapped to her thigh and a katana in a strap across her back.

"At any rate I'm going to be your guide for the first couple of days..."

 

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My face had a mixture of surprise and fear. She looked like a killer and was willing to break me the instant I opened my mouth, with those pistols at her side and I had nothing but my Basic Training hand to hand. After a moment I nodded to her and said, "Yes..." but I didn't know whether to address her as 'ma'am' for an officer or not so I refrained from doing so and merely nodded and smiled, standing nervously upright beside the door. Even the air conditioner was not enough to keep me cool.

This place was a whole new world. I had to tread lightly. "Alright, so, what are we going to do?" I asked. The tips of my fingers were holding onto the middle seams of my trousers to keep them from trembling and being apparent to her, but my skin was starting to lose it's pigment because of how scared I was out here, alone, and with professional soldiers.

 

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"Well first were going to go over the ground rules... One: You will refer to me as Panther and only Panther... Everybody else will tell you what they want to be called... Two: You will go where I say, when I say... You're fresh meat around here so it's up to me to make sure you don't die yet... Last but not least there is item number Three... Stop looking like a frightened child... You're a Joe for goddess sake..." she said as she walked around him in a slow circle. Her voice was even as she spoke and always held a slightly disinterested or impatient tone. Stopping in front of him she sighed.

"So then what's you specialty...?" she asked raising an eyebrow as she looked at him. He didn't look like much. In fact he seemed much like Beachhead had described him; a maggot. She could see him trembling and pale, like he was in danger. He was definitely a fresh recruit. "My specialty is covert and spec-ops... Here at base we train to strengthen our specialties..."

 

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"Thirty-five November. Signal intelligence, Panther," I replied after swallowing hard, eyes looking at her frame as she walked around me. "I intercept, decode, and analysis signals in all forms; computer, cell phones, wires-you name it." I was a computer nerd, spent my life doing it and it paid off in a lot of ways. I could get inside a personal call and be able to learn what they are saying, and if it were in another language I could easily transcribe it with my computer skills. This is what I had a great deal of confidence in myself about because I was at the top of my class when I graduated AIT and reached my first duty station in South Korea. It was not a glamorous career, but I enjoyed it.

Hopefully here I can be able to boost my physical frame as I had spent the first twenty years of my life boosting my mental frame. Yes, I was not imposing but as Panther continued to circle me and lay down the ground rules I formulated many plans inside my mind on what I could do.

 

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"Oh god it's a fucking tech nerd..." she said with a sigh. It explained a lot to her she supposed. He didn't look like one of the typical types of special recruits they got here. She circled him once more eyeing his lack of physique. "Well then the first thing were going to be doing is working you out... As you are now you dont look like you'd last five minutes on the field in a serious op..." she said calmly. He would need to match his muscle to his mind. It was her responsibility to assist him in doing so.

"Alright then maggot... I think this might be the time for a tour..."

 

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She was right. I wouldn't last five minutes out there. During basic, I barely pasted my PT tests, but I knew I was good in electronics. When she said we would begin the tour I nodded and let her lead the way knowing that I would follow behind and be completely wide eyed at what this facility had to offer, but in the back of my mind I had to be confident in myself. Though this place would be Disney Land and I a little child I had to man up and keep up a strong face despite this.

"Lead the way, Panther," I replied.

As we left I closed the door to my room and then looked about the corridor, there were people walking to a thro all doing their business, but when they saw Panther there was a sudden quickness to some of their steps. Perhaps her reputation preceded her because it certainly wasn't for me.

 

[NekoMata]

They exited the room and entered the chaos that were the bases hallways. People were constantly going on place or another and were rushing more frequently than not. Still despite the crowd and confusion people still managed to stay out of her path. It never failed to summon a desire to laugh from her. In the year she had been on base she had developed a reputation for being cold, aloof, and ruthless. As a expert spec-ops officer she was frequently training to hone her deadly skills and as such she was always in a conflict ready mode.

Moving through the corridors she gave him a basic tour starting with the quarters, mess hall, weapons storage room, com room, tech room and training rooms.

 

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It was a long ways, Panther was able to make it along in long, deliberate strides as I took my time looking about but she kept a curt, "Keep up" to me and I did so. This place, the PIT as they called it, an a massive, elaborate, underground network of offices, centers, and all the facilities needed to keep a large unit functioning. They had weapons here that I had never even heard of before and it was going to stay that way. Everything here was top secret, for good reason. When we reached the comms room I knew that this would be the place that I would be stationed at and it was everything a nerd like me could want, high speed internet with the most sophisticated computers that tax money could afford and seeing the other faces around the glowing monitors I knew that I was to be in good company, but Panther still carried this rather cold look on her face compared to me. I didn't quite put my finger on it as to why and I didn't want to ask her out of belief that she would break my spine, but she was a woman of a hard reputation, a hardened fighter and she looked the part.

This was to be my home and if I were to survive this I had to earn Panther's trust as well as my other comrades, despite any differences that might arise between us. I was going to do my job here.

 

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Panther ran a hand through her long black hair, shoving it away from her face only to have it fall messily into her eyes once again. Reaching into her shirt she pulled out a thin black metal case. Opening it she pulled out a clove cigarette, putting it to her lips. Rummaging in her pocket she located her lighter, flicking it and lighting her cigarette. She took a deep pull, the cherry glowing a soft red. She held the smoke in her lungs for a minute before exhaling a grey cloud of sweet scented smoke. She glanced at him over her shoulder, adjusting her stride to drop back beside him. "Well then let's see what I'm supposed to do with you..." she said with a sigh. Taking another drag off of her cigarette she headed down a narrow hallway.

They had began to leave the portion of the base that contained many of the practical areas and were working their way into the areas closer to the command center. "You have to get all you clearance badges and such..." she said, " Otherwise your ability to move about this base will remain severely limited..." As if to prove her point they came up on a metal door. A small black touch pad and a scanner rested in a panel next to the door. Tapping the screen she punched in a quick code, then reaching to one of the pouches on her belt she removed a thin black card. She passed it under the scanner and the panel turned green. The doors opened with a hiss. "Motioning for him to follow she stepped through the door. It was even busier in this area and many people were moving back and forth, the majority of whome were armed to the teeth.

 

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The cpive cigarette left a distinct, light aroma in the air as Panther lead the way down the corridor. I followed inhaling the smoke but kept myself content and just marvelled at everything that was around me inckuding catching a glimpse or two of Panther from behind but never straying close enough that we would touch or keeping my eyes in her for more than a moment. I didn't smoke, find that I may like it took much but when we entered what seemed to be the hub of the PIT my jaw nearly hit the floor because of all the activity. There were hundreds of computers processing information with dozens of people going this way and thay on several levels. They were processing data from many sources; internet, cell, land lines all to track down possible threat. There women right along with men filling out the papers, pressing the buttons and strolling right by us. They wave or stay away from Panther but they paid no attrntion to me. Right now, I was the nobody.

Standing right behind Panther and looking about I gasped "ooh my God" this would be the Mecca to use computer nerds because they were using hardware well beyond that you can get at the store. This was my area of expertise and I remembered what Panther said just before we came in, that I had to get the right cards otherwise this was just going to be a dream I couldn't touch. Now I was eager, toes tapping and hands clapping wanting to get in on the action as quickly as possible. Though Panther may not approve of my MOS I would say that she was good at her job, and that I'm good at mine and we need each other in this fight to do their part.

 

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Panther chuckled, the sound low and soft. She took another drag of her cigarette and continued navigating her way through the crowded hub. She made her way to one of the large offices motioning for him to wait outside for a moment. She scanned her card at a small panel outside of the door and it beeped. Pushing the door open she disappeared inside. The office belonged to one of her superiors and one of the most respected men on the base. There was no reason for her to introduce the newbie. At least not yet. She remained in the office for a while discussing a few things with him before she exited the office with a set of sealed papers in hand.

"Alright then... Let's go get you your clearance card..." she said waving the papers in her hand, "And since neither of us know exactly what these papers say it's kind of like a lotto... I can't wait to see what you get assigned to..."

 

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My eyebrows buckled as she waved the papers in front of me. 'A lotto'? I thought. I was never any good with luck and right now didn't seem like I had any choice in the matter as Panther led me away. The office she had me wait out of was large but I didn't get to see who it was on the inside. Guess that was for another time. We passed other folks, some women, lot of men that were older than me and some much older, perhaps in their 40s or 50s, but it wasn't my place to say that they were too old if they could still move around. There was an energy in the air, not from the hundreds of computers but from all of the people moving around. The AC was pumping hard to keep the area cool because of the heat generated by the servers and the dozens of hot bodies and I felt cool and trembled a bit, but most of that could just be attributed to nervousness as a rookie in a new area.

"Will you still be around, Panther? I mean, when this whole tour is done?" I asked as I tried to keep pace with her. The whole bit of her waving her card was something that also appealed to me because I wondered where else my clearance card would lead me. This base, the PIT was a large underground city that was waiting for me to explore and once I did get my card....but that hasn't happened yet and I knew not to be over eager, but I already asked my first question to Panther and best to remain mum or else I would get a tongue lashing.

 

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"Hmm... Well that really depends..." she said with a grin, "Hell your lucky I'm even the one giving you the tour... But I can't help scoping out the rookies...". Panther didn't even glance back at him as she spoke, she simply continued moving amid the chaos, heading for what looked like a large bank terminal. Reaching her destination she found herself at a door made of heavy reinforced steel. A touch screen panel identical to many of the others that marked secure access areas was to the left of the door. Tapping the screen to bring it to life she entered a sequence of numbers. The screen shifted and presented her with a prompt that demanded a handprint scan. She placed her hand on the screen, waiting for the blue scanner light to travel her hand and the panel to give a beep of recognition. After a few moment a the panel beeped and she presented her card for the standard scanning.

The panel flashed green and the sound of whirring clanking tumbling locks could be heard. The door hissed open, revealing a singular computer terminal. The terminal was responsible for processing the written clearance commands and setting up necessary security clearance access and storing the personal security information as well as providing the clearance cards. "Well this is it... Once we process these forms and do all the other essentials you'll be an official Joe..." she said with a smile, "I doubt you'd be a black card... You don't look like you have all the cress you need for that type of clearance..." In the PIT the black card had one of the highest security clearance and any Joe who possessed it had clearly earned their stripes. Walking over to the terminal she broke the seal on the envelope and placed the papers face down into the computers scanning mechanism.

 

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The scanner read the print Panther gave it several times then the computer began to come to life. The fans spun rapidly to cool the processors as it took in the data and began to analyze it. It was not only reading what was on the sheet but what information it could collect about me and my past, everything I did up till now and what not, all of this that was deciding my card. Panther had pocketed her coveted black card and I knew that I could not just receive one right off the bat, I had to earn a black card but wondered what card would be given.

I didn't know what the color sequence was but did know that black was the highest so I whispered to Panther, "What is the lowest color? What does that mean?" leaning forward towards her on my toes before withdrawing.

"Please don't be pink...." muttering under my breath. It was a man thing, I didn't want to be running around with a pink card but I stood before the server with my hands behind my back, feet shoulder width apart and fingers dancing waiting as the computer did its thing and every once in awhile stole a glance at Panther as she was waiting as well. Already I had my military ID but to become an official Joe with this card...my body trembled because I wanted respect but then looking at Panther, someone that had respect and fear already it struck me that with this card as well, I would have to earn that respect from my peers. Everything had to be earned.

 

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"Lowest clearance card is bronze..." she said as her eyes scanned the screen. She scanned the lines of code running across the screen. It brought back semi-fond memories. She had been in his shoes once, nervous and excited as she awaited her card. She had started with a cobalt card, just one card below the black card she now held. The highest level of possible clearance that could be reached was the ghost card, an all access high level security card. A soft set of beeps emitted from the screen and it flashed a notification. Reading the screen Panther made a noise of disbelief.

"What the hell is this shit..." she growled leaning in to study the screen. According to the computer the rookie had been granted a cobalt level card with the condition that he remained under Panthers command. She sighed as she re-read the screen. "I don't know what the hell he's thinking sticking me with a tech need like you... But orders are orders..." she said before jerking her head towards the computer, "Finish up the stuff it needs and get your card..."

 

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It had to be some kind of a joke. How would I get a cobalt card? Panther didn't seem to like it but she turned away and I took the card in my hand from the dispenser and held it up as the computer spat out several pieces of printed paper beside it then it began powering down. With the papers in one and the card the other my eyes switched from one hand to the other. The papers ready what Panther just said earlier, that I was to be placed under her command. These were my written orders as well as my responsibilities with my card as well as the punishments should I lose said card. They were steep with up to ten years in the brig and hard labor. That was frightening over a card. There was also my access code number, something the computer made that would identify me every time I used a terminal. Also on the papers showed what terminals my card and access numbers were allowed in and which ones were not, and the first one that was on top of the list in NOT was this very same computer. We took just a few steps away from the computer and the door crawled shut and sealed itself.

"I'm all done here, Panther" replying with a bit of eagerness as I held the card and marveled at the sheen to its smooth face. "Oooooh" rather silly thing to be making googly eyes at but this, to me, was a piece of pride that I had finally earned and it was better than my first car.

"Where to next?" I asked putting my new card into my breast pocket and lifting up my chin and smug grin on my thin lips. I was enjoying this moment.

 

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"Well the infirmary is starting to look like a promising location for you since in quite tempted to put a bullet in your head since your going all gooey over a damned card. By the way if you can't read please know that you really can't do to much with your card without me... And I'm not fond of desk jockey comp-nerd maggots..." she said as she turned to look at. The glare she gave him was one that had chilled many other recruits. Panther was a no games kind of girl and she really didn't have the time of patience for anyone who couldn't move at a pace that matched hers. In fact that was the reason that she had never been placed in a command position.

"Still a cobalt card is pretty impressive, but all in all it is just a piece of plastic and it won't save you from a bullet..."

 

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I couldn't help but marvel at it because it was something I seemingly earned, though, I don't know how exactly I earned this cobalt card. Perhaps it was my ASVAB score and my Basic training and AIT scores and afterwards but I was rather proud of myself for this moment as we left the computer behind.

She was right though, that it wouldn't save me from a bullet. When I signed up, I knew that the likelihood of being sent over to Iraq or Afghanistan was certain, but here I was, in the PIT after all that training and had never heard a weapon fired in anger, unless you count the time Uncle Ned got drunk and angry at my Dad over who drank the last beer, but that was a long time ago and my reality was shaken when I looked up to see Panther's sleek frame moving away from me and I jogged to keep up. Her pace was deliberate, as though she had a doctor's appointment somewhere the way we sped out of that area and back towards the hub of the PIT. With my card safely inside my pocket. "If I can ask, Panther, what card did you get when you started out as a Joe?" At the same time I rolled up my orders but still kept them clenched in my left hand to keep my right hand free for anything else I would have to sign because I was normally right handed.

As we went we passed others that lifted their eyes up which I believe to look at Panther because it certainly wasn't for me. Looking at Panther, mostly from the rear-side I couldn't help but look not only at her body but her face. She had a serious look and I wondered why though people would have such a hard face. I know that people like to hide their emotion or kill them as though it doesn't exist, this was to prevent them from being hurt, but I wondered about what made Panther tick and why she earned a name like Panther, but I kept all of this to myself because she wouldn't tell a maggot like me.

 

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"I started of with a cobalt card as well... Though mines didn't have any provisions..." she said with a smile, "However I got my black card a few days later..." Panther had had one of the quickest clearance elevations amongst the Joes and was on the fast track to getting a Ghost card. Initially Panther had gained her cobalt card after providing an extraction for a squad of Joes who had been compromised on a deep cover mission. It was also a part of the reason she had been codenamed Panther and also how she had gotten another unsavory nickname, Lady Death.

As she walked through the halls she was almost constantly aware of the glances. She couldn't exactly decide wether it was her reputation or the unusual sight of her being accompanied by another living being that was drawing all the glances. Either way it wasn't important.

 

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The nickname also struck me as weird. From what I understood, nicknames were earned by reputation and actions and I didn't have a name, yet, though you could count 'maggot' as a name, but it shouldn't last too long. I wanted to ask how she'd earned her next card but decided ultimately not to ask and not bring back any bad memories.

'Well, hopefully, though I will be able to show you how much i'm worth' That's what I wanted to say really proud, but not arrogant. I was good, but not that good. "Where to next?" is what I did ask still clutching my orders in one hand. I was eager to get to work and show my skills with the computer. Looking Panther over from the side she had a lean, trim, well built figure not the elegant ladies' type a lot of models had that was partially concealed by her uniform. That was much more compared to mine. I was a mere twig even after miles of running with push ups and sit ups. "I really want to plug in and get this going" tucking my orders under my arm pit and gleefully rubbing both hands together as we nearly finished walking through the core of the station. Behind us I could hear some chuckling, a rather loud voice, so I paused and turned around to see a tall well built man in green fatigues standing there and talking to a woman with long flowing blonde hair and in a moment both sets of eyes were flicked towards us then they started chuckling together and I took to mean they were whispering about Panter and myself.

 

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Panther had taken out a fresh cigarette during the walk back and ha just lit it when she became aware of the chuckling occurring behind her. She stopped her boot heels clacking sharply. She held up her hand to still him. For a moment she simply stood like that, one hand held in the air and the other at her side holding her cigarette. She dropped her hand and lifted her cigarette to her lips. She inhaled deeply, the cherry glowing faintly. As she turned around she exhaled a plume of pale silver smoke.

"What so hilarious..." Panther asked a crooked grin on her face. Her voice was perfectly calm and even. However her free hand was tapping the holster of one of her DEs. She took a small step back towards the two, a small smile on her face. She took another drag, holding the smoke in her longs as she motioned for one of them to answer.

 

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The woman the man was standing with grew wide eyes in fear and turned away taking with her a clipboard of paper but the man merely stood there and tried to wipe away the smirk from his face before coughing, "Oh, nothing, Panther" a thin smile on his light pink lips. "Nothing at all. Who's the new piece of meat?" referring to myself with a quick gesture with his right hand as I stood beside Panther, looking at her out of the corner of my eye. This looked like it would be a fight ensuing, I hoped there would be a fight because I wanted to see Panther in action.

The man was maybe six feet tall, barrel chested with green fatigues and polished black boots with crew cut blonde hair and blue eyes and a squared jaw. Quite an impressive man. Turning to Panther as she held out her hand to stop me and then back at the man who she spoke to my eyes were wide then relaxed because it wasn't my fight per say.

"I hope that piece of meat you have is better than the last one" the man replied. I could hear some muffled voices around us. This little stand off wasn't going unnoticed but no one was stepping in to stop what was about to unfold. What did he mean by that? I wondered, that 'last piece of meat'? There was another one before me with Panther? Interesting.