If you want to get something, grab it and join me at the table.”As I opened the fridge, I saw it was full of everything I liked. Not having eaten, I... figured a bowl of Golden Grahams and OJ would work. Somehow, I knew where everything was without thinking about it and grabbed a bowl and glass.Sitting down at the table, I looked at Kiskan. It was amazing looking into her eyes. They were bottomless pools of emerald green. If they say the eyes were the windows to the soul, then I’d be ok being a. "Isn't this girl... ?" I'm not fourteen yet," she said with finality. "Larry killed my mother when she refused to allow him to take me early and then the AI had Sergeant Powell come and take me out of there. I can test in five more days though."Donna winced. "Well, I just wondered about the rabbits. I had heard they existed, but I didn't quite believe it."Brittany laughed. "I heard about them the first night because Larry met with some sponsor named Hector and Hector was furious that the AI had. Eloise took several photos. Front and back views, full length and close up profiles, and detail pictures that showed the shape of Clarice’s breasts and butt from several angles.She wrote Clarice’s basic measurements, 32C-22 32, 5 feet 6 inches tall, on a card and handed it to one of the models; who carried it back to the manager. The manager took the card and put it up on a clip at the end of one rack. She motioned for the bustiest model to come over. The manager began pulling things off. “She said you weren’t man enough to defend yourself, but maybe you were man enough to defend me.”Becky had finally gone too far, but she was right about one thing. I was going to defend Courtney. As I ran off, Courtney pulled on my arm. “Greg, don’t,” she pleaded.”“I’m not going to hurt her, I’m just going to scare her,” I snarled. “Scare the hell out of her.”“It’s not her I’m worried about-”“I’m not going to get in trouble.”“It’s not that, Greg...”I was so mad I nearly snapped at Courtney,.