She shook her head again. "We need to have a talk and I need a shower. Come with me."

They didn't need to be asked twice.

The hotel staff smiled and nodded as she passed, their gaze inevitably turning to the mass of males behind her. If she hadn't already gotten rid of her fear of them by meeting them one on one, she may have been sharing the fascination.

Sure, they were lovely, but all clones were designed for muscle mass, intelligence and a specific genetic stamp unique to their set. Normia knew what her talent was, but her set had yet to let her in on their own secrets.

Her hotel room was a welcome refuge from the stresses of the day, until she remembered her audience. "I will be right back."

Quickly moving through the room to the wardrobe, she pulled out some loose and comfortable clothing, taking it with her into the bathroom. Changing in front of them was not an option for this first day.

She opted for the sonic option in the shower, the time to dry her hair would make her feel slightly off and she needed to be in control for this moment.

Gauzy trousers and a wrap shirt in a soft and breathable fabric covered her assets, with a deep breath, she left the bathing room to find her set lounging in a series of positions and rummaging through her personal items. Instead of fury, she merely sighed. "Did you find anything interesting?"

Gar winked at her. "Three sex toys and a book on sport fishing."

Lero smiled. "Light bondage gear and shoes that aren't very good for your lower back."

Nash grinned. "Two blades and a hand held bow under your pillows."

She held up her hands in surrender. "Fine. You got me. I am a sexually frustrated leather wearing sport fisherman."