Her medications were increased and combined, it’s hard to know in retrospect whether the drugs were helping or hurting. Her borderline schizophrenia...evolved into the full blown variety and she had a total psychotic break. She was admitted to the university psychiatric hospital in a near catatonic state. Pamela never recovered. She never again even recognized her visitors. Over the years, she curled up into a fetal position, her physical state deteriorated and she became almost totally dependent. The few that didn't get massacred with the rest wished they were. Men were forced into slave labor to bare heavy loads. Women were used a playthings and breeding tools by the more uncivilized races in their troop. Children were spirited away for purposes that you still didn't know of, but doubted were good.And of course, there was you. You, who had been dragged into the muck in front of the tavern, a snarling lycanthrope hovering above you, ready to rip your throat out on the command of someone. As much as his mind wanted him to stay faithful, his body was reacting immediately to the curvy yet athletic body revealed to him. She shaved, just like her sister. But those breasts! They bounced softly and the nipples hardened in the breezy evening, “I call the shots now. I’m gonna ride you. Hop on.”Kayla patted a lounging chair. Brad almost mindlessly hopped on top of it right after removing his swimming trunks. Kayla smiled at his manhood.“No wonder why she doesn’t stop talking about. ”“Mommy, Pete would never **** me!”“Shush, not actual ****, ‘statutory ****’. In other words, sex with a minor. In the eyes of the law you will be 16, and not legally able to consent to sex. And he will be a legal adult, who should know in the legal sense that having sex with an u******e girl is wrong. As in 5 to 10 years in jail wrong.”“Rosie, I actually have thought of it. And it scares me, but I don’t know what to do about it.”“Well, for one you will have to be a lot more discreet! Luckily.