A real cheerleader and she is ready have a great fuck with a real man.” Cindy said with a giggle“What the fuck are you talking about?” Tom asked...“Look at the text I just sent. I just took the picture of her.”Tom looked at the picture and he saw the object of every fantasy he had ever had about a school girl. She was blond with a ponytail. She was only about 5’ 1” and she probably barely weighed 100 pounds. Her little tits were small and probably only about an A cup.He returned to the phone as he. I scrubbed my faceand threw on some fresh eyeliner and shadow, rouged my cheeks, and redidmy lipstick. I didn't want to exceed the ten minutes I'd been given.Meagan was probably downstairs with a stop watch timing me. If I was evena second late there would be some humiliating punishment applied. Butwhen I got back downstairs, Carl was rubbing his fingers up and down theoutside of Meagan's panties, right between her thighs. She was moaningand arching her hips. Carl gave me a big grin. "Your. It was not food the dragon wanted. He wanted a pet, a plaything to give him pleasure. He set the whole thing up and we all fell for it. The traveling story collector was the dragon. But don't feel bad he's had a lot of practice; he's been doing it for near two hundred years. So, please of your kindness to someone that has been through hell, I need pants, tunics, skirts, leggings, shoes, and an extra blanket or two. I would like also one of my pots and a skillet, some utensils and bowls. I would. " So, if I learn to fake being broken?"Darling nodded. "I will fake believing it." Thanks for your kind offer."Darling sighed. "Tomorrow I'm pairing you with two veterans. Mentors, ifyou like. Learn to imitate their mannerisms. Attitudes. In the class,with your clients, and with the guards. Especially with the guards. Ifyou value your memories and your soul." What do you gain?"Darling smiled. "Perfect compliance. If we replace mindwipe with theprogram I designed, I get to tour the country..