"No, not really, my parents are working and God knows what else, so I’m pretty much on my own." She looks at him out of the corner of her eyes. "A...h I see, well would you be interested in hanging out with me for an hour or two? I know its not exactly the thing to do to get popular, but if you don’t mind hanging out with an older woman." Hmmm.... I’m fine with hanging out... But I imagine that’s not what she has in mind.... "Sure that’s fine. Haha you don’t look that much older than myself." . "Yes master," she replied. She went to her drawer that had the outfit and she began putting it on. She now wore the kind of clothes that Princess Leia wore when she was the slave of Jabba the Hut in Star Wars Episode 6: Return of the Jedi."I think it is fitting that this is what you should wear, as you are my personal slave," he chuckled.An hour later Boris was watching Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring on Jasmine's DVD player. He was sitting on the sofa, while his legs rested on the. * * * * * Gabrielle rubbed her eyes. It had been one hell of a day, and she hoped she’d be able to get to sleep soon. She’d spent a lot of time covering for Steve on this one, and it was really starting to cut into her beauty sleep. When she’d mentioned that to Steve the week before, he’d said she was one woman who could afford to lose some, and suckered her into covering him again. The computer blipped and she put her headphones on and listened to Stetsenko making a phone call on his encrypted. Her last reserves of stoicism had been depleted. Tears streamed from her eyes, and she sobbed loudly. Brenda climbed onto the lower bunk in front of laura. At eighteen, Brenda was the youngest of all the women present, but she was just as sadistic as the rest of them. Laura watched helplessly as the girl produced a pair of wire twist ties she had probably smuggled from the prison kitchen. Brenda pinched Laura's left nipple hard and pulled it taut. Laura hadn't realized until just then how hard.