A beautiful redhead

"Jill?" Marina said, looking at the group of girls.

A tall, busty redhead stepped forward, wearing board shorts and a fairly tight, brown tank top. "I'm Jill, and I'm here to win, and crush anyone's balls if they get in my way," she said coolly. Back when men could wear clothes, they would have all crossed their legs, but the nude men there were too used to women taking control this way.

Jill reached into the bowl and pulled out a name. "Luke. Get your tiny cock over here." Luke was used to stern women, but Jill struck him as particulary uncaring for her males.

Luke stepped forward, and Jill looked him up and down. He tried and failed to figure out what she thought of him. He did get a wolf-whistle from one of the women yet to go. Luke always appreciated to ego boost, and his dick gave a little twitch to show it's agreement. He reached into the men's jar and pulled out a piece of paper.