.....the conversation became very philosophical.Cindy said that Amy told her we had conversations like that but her and Brad didn't and she wished the...y did. She also affirmed that Amy had NO complaints, in any department of our relationship.I was washed with a flood of emotions as Cindy told me this. I sat there looking back on what once was along with the thought of rejection stemming from things that were just fine by most standards.Cindy noticed the change in my face and tone, she could tell. The men were auctioned first, starting with the least robust and oldest who were quickly sold for only a few credits. They all went through exactly the same routine as Kate had taught Jacqui and then Kate acted as auctioneer taking bids briskly and selling one after another.As each prisoner was 'sold' one of the 'bouncers' would take the payment from the audience member and hustle the prisoner out to wherever they went next. Jacqui soon noticed that they were using old-fashioned metal coins,. Turning to her mother to gauge her reaction, she was surprised to see her smiling and not saying anything. “Wha??” she asked, the word blurting out before she realized it made her look naive. She could not help it that she was the youngest, and had not heard all the things the others had.Gwen spoke up, surprising everyone. “Nobody eats parsley!” The words hung there a moment before its import hit Abby, and she flushed, feeling a heat within her shorts that she recognized all too well. The last. Chris moved his other hand around to her ass and began running his fingers around it. She rolled her hips as he continued. Chris moved his index finger and placed it inside her asshole. She screamed as he continued and clenched her cheeks to hold him inside. "Oh Yes!! Keep doing that!!" she screamed.Her long hair brushing quickly against her shoulders as she shook her head. A moment later, she came all over his hand. Chris let go and she collapsed on the floor, her labcoat falling open as she.