"Would be like? I don't need my imagination for that, I was more than half of my life without him," Athea replied absently."I mean could be like, now ...hat you are free," Rhabina inquired anew."Free? I'm your Matassaja, the High Protector of the northern Ghallan Clans in Vernya and at war with the Manthakin Empire. That's what you call free?" Athea laughed."I guess I don't know how to ask, or maybe you don't want to answer." Rhabina shrugged."You want to know if she regrets being bound to. ”“We’ll sound them out. I think what they learned in the Avery Program about spreading stories and being sensitive about others will help them keep quiet. You’ve noticed that there’s no bullying and rot like that here?”Tom looked dubious. “Yeah ... well, maybe.”After school they were delayed a few minutes by their chorus teacher; then they rode their bikes the dozen blocks to the pizza place. When they walked in, they noticed Simon at a table in the far corner, and went there.“Roberta nipped. I was at fault. He had great expectations from me and I had let him down. He left home after some time.Sumashree was around when my father was giving me a thrashing. But she did not interfere. My mother left for the market after trying to console and quieten me. But I knew that I had let him down and the career and life ahead were bleak.I was still sobbing. Sumashree had gone to the bath and she came out wrapped in a towel covering her breasts. She had put on her petticoat below. She was still. ‘Tell me then. Beg for my cock up your ass,’ Victor said roughly pulling on her soft red hair. He pushed his finger further up Nancy’s pussy. ‘Fuck my ass babe! Get your cock up my ass and make me cum! Please!’ Nancy begged. Victor grabbed his cock and slapped her ass with it. ‘I’m not convinced you want it in your ass. Beg more damnit!’ Nancy yelped as he pulled her hair harder. ‘Ahhh God! I need your cock up my ass so bad! Please! Fuck my ass! Fuck it!’ Victor leaned down and spread her ass.