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I only climaxed a few hours ago, in my interview in front of the whole galaxy, but already between my legs is the distracting tingling that has been my companion since the Slavers processed me. I might be able to get through tonight without masturbating, but if what Leesha told me is true I’ll need to relieve myself at the latest by tomorrow evening. For now I merely urinate, relaxing the muscle of my bladder with relief, and hearing the gentle trickle as my piss flows onto the ground. All the while that I empty myself I cautiously keep watch, one arm propping me against the rough concrete wall so I don’t overbalance and tumble into my own mess. But no-one disturbs me, there are no threatening noises, and without incident I pull my shorts amateur back up. Once again my sex is hidden. Once again the bumps inside begin to tease my clit. I stand, and continue my progress, from cover to cover across the plain. 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