I’m going to resist. I won’t let them wipe my mind out. As long as I can remember who I am, I’ll have chance to beat them. I’m Jennifer?.I’m... Jennifer. Shit, that bastard Tim is coming again. I have to be strong?I have rights?I’m a human being?I’m Jennifer! I am not going to be a worthless slave!We see a nude Jennifer, with a collar and a tag tied to one of her tits with her number, (65487.) Her disposition is very cheery, Hi, and welcome to Slaves-R-Us, your one stop slave shop!. My name. Also told me that she thought I was a very sexy gurl andcould and would be 24?7 if I did.We then pulled up to the bar and she reached over before I got out andkissed me deeply once again wishing me a good night and a thank you.With that I climbed out of the car and watched as she pulled away. Ithought to myself that I should have stayed there but now was standingnext to my car and back to my miserable life. I got in and made thedrive home and as usual my Lady wasn't there. I quickly went in and. Kitty, Annelle, Tamara and Mrs Keneally surreptitiously disappeared off to an expensive hotel, where they booked themselves into the biggest suite there and participated in an athletic lesbian orgy which lasted most of the night. Tamara still didn't have an orgasm. Chef Bastard swore a bit.The rest of them prepared to write books based on their experiences, and signed multi-million dollar deals with 'Hello', 'Life' and 'Playboy' magazines.They all lived happily ever after.Epilogue (pt. We have shared such a special relationship since my birthday five months ago. I had just finished school, and was preparing for a fun filled summer before going off to college. I knew that I would be to busy studying to have much fun, so I wanted to make this summer really count.I was in my bedroom, sitting on my bed, and going over ideas, when my daddy knocked on my door."Can I come in sweetie?" Sure!" I said. "I can't believe it. It seems like just yesterday I was reading you bedtime stories,.