Chapter Twenty Two
The Galley
When they lined up on the pier, they looked like a rather poor assembly of misfits. They certainly didn’t appear to be the ideal crew for the newly constructed racing galley that, in a few short months, would take on five other similar contestants in the Mediterranean’s Biannual Galley Race. But the owners of the MGRC, (Mediterranean Galley Racing Club), picked these semi-men because, well, as Dragona, the President of the club, said, it was all they had. The rest of her collection of half men was either too far over to the feminine side, that is, no longer in possession of c**k and balls, or still obviously male and thus unsuited for the crew of the sissy and T-girl racing galley. Indeed, the racing rules were intentionally strict because the sponsors of th
