The ministry publicly justified forced prostitution as it was best forsociety and that sometimes there had to be those who were sacrificed forthe good...of the many. As most of the population was unaffected by this,the process was accepted.The exact criteria that determined who was selected for mandatoryinduction into prostitution was a closely guarded secret by TheMinistry. Officially this was done to prevent people from cheating.What was made public that some of the criteria were genetic,. It was fairly obvious what was being represented, and the look of passion on her face, even though drawn by the artist's imagination, looked very real. The third had him lying down, while she was seated over his crotch, bent backwards and pointing her tits skywards. The fourth had her sitting in his lap, his arms around her waist and hers around his neck. What made it more interesting was the fact that their lips were locked in a sensuous kiss. The last picture upped the ante even further and. He grabbed his tie and tightened around her mouth holding the homemade gag into her firmly. She tried to scream but only came out as muffling noises that made her teacher bulge in his pants. Without saying a word Mr. Bryant locked all doors and pulled down the shades, she laid there watching him afraid to move. He grabbed a handful of nylon rope from his drawer and quickly fastened her wrists together behind her back. He pulled her by her hair and bent her over his desk. Sadly that never worked out as I had planned. I was sitting in the nosebleed section out near the flagpole. Cheap tickets for a reason, too far from the field and the cameras.During the National Anthem I unbuttoned my shirt and dropped it onto my seat fully exposing my bare breasts in hopes that I was near enough to the flagpole to be seen. Seen not only by the fans sitting near me but hopefully even by the tv cameras. Obviously I was seen by those sitting near me evidenced by all the hooting.