. even their legislature ... there's got to be some weird kind of fungus under the fill dirt ... rots the good parts and leaves the greed."Hold on, I ...have to take this call," she fished a small pad out of her pocket, "Who?"I need to speak to Wendolyn." Wendolyn Wanzor Austin?" Yes." Which one?" Oh ... the Fifth." Vee, it's for you." This is she." This is the Proctors Office," the pad said. "You took a test today?" Yes sir." A General Knowledge test?" Yes, Sir." By your self?" Yes ... why?". Seamus was barking at the door, needing his morning relief. I stood and stretched before proceeding to allow him out. I glanced down to see I, myself, needed a bit of relief. Not surprising, considering the dream. Alexis Fitzgroy. A full bodied girl at my school. She and I had grown up together, even sharing a birthday. We had both recently turned eighteen. She wasnt hit by any standards, standing at only five foot two. I'd guess she was around a hundred and forty pounds or so. But she had. The look in her dark despairing eyes was something to be remembered. Something to enjoyed.A look that was utterly understandable in view of the circumstances. I personally would rather have died than be subjected to such a foul **** from so bestial a man.But, on Bianca`s Island, a slave has no such option. She cannot die. At the outset she is brain-washed so as to make it impossible to kill herself. And, even more important, to harm anyone who assoults her.I smiled at Merena`s contorted. When I first met my future husband I was a young desirable female, long pursued for sex by his friends and this friend in particular, was more forceful in his quest, more than all the others put together.Now he had me, and now I was resigned to committing this act of total subjugation, licking his asshole, and bringing all those barren years of fruitless frustration to one of satisfaction, as he felt the heat from my breath and the sensation of touch with the first gentle connection with the.