’ I couldn’t believe my ears. I turned back to her desk and picked up the picture. ‘Have you looked at this picture lately? Especially the litt...le girl on your husband’s lap?’ ‘So?’ ”So!?!’ Again you say ‘So!?!’ What the fuck’s wrong with you, lady? Don’t you have any compassion for your own daughter?’ She didn’t answer, but from her body language, I knew that I’d just struck a chord inside her. ‘I’m heading back outside. You wanna talk, you know where to find me. But I suggest that instead. Puberty and highschool is tough enough the first time, but doing a second round in anenvironment of hostile peers and with a body still developing and goingthrough all the usual woman actions like a period sounded downrighthorrifying.Eventually, the bell rang. I gathered my books into my bag and high-tailed it to the hallway.I went to grab my journal out of my bag to see if I could locate mylocker when another girl bumped into me."Watch where you're going," she scolded as she kept on. Shelly has been processed. Her body and brain have been made perfect for the Master. The Master pumps the slimy hood over the tip of his leathery cock as he enters the chamber. He is so horny over what he has willed to happen. Shelly sits in brainwashed obedience as he comes to her. She stinks like sex. He gently sniffs her for a while, smelling her head from behind, smelling her soiled mouth. He sucks her erect, smelly tongue a little, softly and delicately. He sniffs her hot fishy coose. He. It felt kind of cold.“Oooooh, this is going to be so much fun!”. Sarah moved back over to the bed and put the helmet on her head, then carefully laid herself down.“What do I need to do?” I asked, but she wasn’t listening again. I just stood there, looking down at my arms and legs. They’d startled to tingle, just a little bit, like a quiet kind of pins and needles.I was in the middle of wiggling my fingers when suddenly... they stopped moving. I tried to wiggle them again, but couldn’t, it was.