I didn’t mind though, sweating meant more weight off so I could make my weight class. “You nervous” Julia asked me. This was the first wrestling... meet of the season. Usually JV wrestlers didn’t matter but I was different. Or should I say who was above me was different. Butch Clark a three-time state champion and the team captain. He was also the coach’s son. This was his last year and I was the only other person in his weight class (which is weird because 150 is a very popular weight class). So. With concentration I managed to hold back the rush of electrifying currents that headed for my pussy.I pulled my panties up and rearranged my skirt ready to re-enter the carriage. I smelt so hot and musky; I must have had SEX written right across my back!I walked back to my seat, every step making me moan silently in my throat, and sat down as gently as I could. Sitting opposite me were two men. One a city gent of middle age and a younger guy, maybe mid to late twenties. I swear he could smell. Talk out of turn and you'll learn a lot about pain. OK? Just give me a nod or a shake."Miri reluctantly gave a nod to Tessa.Tessa continued: "Four of you got collected earlier this week somewhere where you were all together. I don't know where. It doesn't matter where. Wherever it was was a long way away from here. You don't stand any kind of a chance of ever getting back to wherever it was. You will spend the rest of your life here, or with someone who buys you and takes you away from here.. "Yes I produced many more in the beginning. I have been here for more than a year though."Meg told Kathy where she was from and the all too familiar selection process and the modifications that had been done.She told of her team and their background and their journey.They visited about many things.Meg told of the atrocities she had been forced to witness and endure in the past. "Before I was placed here I was stuck to the wall like you and forced to watch as my fellow team member and friend.