”“No pain no gain,” he said.“Exactly!”“But I just ... I want to know what it’s like. I want to know everything about life.”“Excuses,... Joe. Believe me I’ve heard them. I’ve fucking said them. You want to experience things. What about killing? You want to kill someone to feel what it’s feels like?”“Of course not.”“You could be a soldier. If there’s another war, you’d have an excuse.”“No thanks. If nothing else I’d probably be tossed in the brig for smarting off to my drill sergeant.”“There’s. “The next direction of the path,” they said, together. “Fine,” Alyce said. Although she used her pissy voice, she was secretly excited. This was one of her secret fantasies. Tom would not have to lick that much, because her cunt was sopping wet already. He was going to be drenched in her pussy juices. The guys grinned. They led her to a fallen log and laid her down on it, gently. Tim positioned himself at the left side of her head. Turning her head to face him, he rubbed his plum shaped cock. Sinceyou are none here convicted of murder or treason but of a lesser capital offence,I am able to spare your lives. You are hereby sentenced to slavery in the coloniesfor the rest of your natural lives. You will be sold at public auction to thehighest bidder as a hard labour work slave." "But before you are taken down, I want it quite clear what this means. Firstly,as slaves, you own nothing. Not even your bodies. All your worldly possessionsand your bodies will be forfeit to the State. You. She also lifted up the dress and slip to pull up my panties sothey fit right. I had seen mom do this many times before to my sister,when she was getting her dressed.Mom then said okay Jilly let's get you down stairs for some breakfast.While we were heading down stairs, she told me that she would take therollers out of my hair, and comb it into a nice style after breakfast.Heck I forgot all about the rollers in my hair.We arrived down stairs to find my sister was already dressed, and eatingher.