Compared to the D-Class saps that were forced to be here due to their criminal history, you were treated considerably better as you had ample access t...o certain privileges that the other poor guinea pigs don’t have. Access to the internet, collection of movies and tv shows, premium subscriptions to high quality porn sites, decent meals from a decent chef, basically just stuff that keeps you content.You never had a reason to want to leave, although you’re pretty sure the Foundation would never. Her lips were close to mine. I nodded.She rolled me on my back and mounted me, her knees on either side. I couldn’t even see her face over her massive melons. She was like a massive tower over me. And then she dropped. Her breasts smashed on my face. I started panicking, and I squirmed as her breasts mashed my face into the mattress. She rubbed her chest back and forth, and my face went with it. “Oh my god I love this!” I heard her say. I tried hugging her, but my arms could rarely reach past. Row upon row of razor sharp teeth bearing down on him, their hot breath just touching upon his face. And then laughter. Always the laughter. He awoke a few hours later, his shoulder stiff and painful when he moved it. He sat up slowly, rubbing absentmindedly his sore shoulder. The others were asleep as well, though a few were awake and talking in hushed voices. He stood, making his way quietly over to a stockpile of food and water and other essentials. He grabbed a small bottle of dirty water. When we met, I hated her on sight. But for now, we need each other. This is how our little Shakespearian drama began.At thirty years old, I was just entering the sweet spot in my life. I’m married to the man of my dreams. I’m working in the career I chose, which is also the career I got my degree in ... and believe me there are lots of people nowadays who end up doing something they either don’t like, or just never thought about, just to make ends meet. It’s that kind of world, people.But back.