“I’m not submissive. I just like playing these games, you know? And I can use the money.”“I have little interest in debate, Amaya,” Wesley s...aid. “Besides, we’re wasting valuable time. I had a game in mind for you but now I think I would rather you took advantage of your situation. Tell me, does Rick sleep against the wall or near the edge of the bed?”“The edge,” Amaya answered. Her heart was doing that familiar racing again. It was a mixture of fear and arousal and although she dreaded what. Danny was not quite certain which one was more ignorant, the father or the son. They would both be equally at fault if one of the riders broke their back and was paralyzed for life or worse yet, broke their neck and with a funeral shortly after. The other one called Timothy Leary was more mean spirited in his attitude and Danny could almost see the evil intent swirling around his unshaven face and his beady red eyes showing the effects of too much ale the night before. There were a lot of. When subject 19 as she was called, was released from her culture tube, she became frightened, she had never opened her eyes before, and was scared by all the sudden newness. The scientists taught her how to read and write and become just like all the other humans. They eventually decided to release her into a high school to give her social interaction. Subject 19 saw her chance of escape.During class she noticed a girl that looked exactly like her, this intrigued her, who was this impostor?. She almost never wore clothes at home; her dresser and laundry basket were by her front door for a reason. Once naked, she headed for the bathroom, turned on the shower, and peed while it heated up. Once it was ready, Taylor stepped in and groaned as the pleasant heat hit her skin. She took her time under the water, letting it course over her body, relaxing her muscles after a long day of work and study.Once she felt a little more relaxed, Taylor let her hand trail down her chest, down her.