It's a spell.Oh me, oh my. I've ruined the big surprise.But it won't really matter. The people here don't believe I can cast spells and send them out ...s file attachments. However, they don't believe I see all those damn maggots either. In a way, that works to my advantage. If any of you out there were to try telling them about the spell I've set into motion, you might easily wind up in the room next to mine. Although I wouldn't mind having a new neighbor or two, I don't think any of you would. Her description: "Ashleah is among the more rebellious girls we've had. She was resistant to her capture and has attempted to resist her primary training. However, as much as she protests, it is clear she has a very submissive side, as she clearly enjoys submission once we get going. Of course, she still protests for the sake of her pride, but it's clearly faked. Once she can fully discover her submissiveness, she will make an ideal slave."Heather - A petite blonde with gorgeous, flowing. " Elliott waved toward the door.The cafeteria had the usual roar to it -- but that was probably the only familiar thing about it. The vast majority of the males were fully dressed -- but over sixty percent of the female adults were nude, and most of the rest were in shifts. Kids were treating the whole thing as some amazing game and were flitting about, engaged in horseplay. The whole scene was a blow to Phyllis -- and an offense to her sensibilities. She put her head down and stumped her way. Thinking a bit Bryan pressed the talk button on the radio that he habitually carried on his hip. "OP-One," he said, using the code name for whomever was assigned to the Observation Post on the North side of the road. "This is Main-Zero-One. Come in." I read you Main-Zero-One," came back the reply, static filled but clearly it was Andrew. "This is OP-One. Go ahead." What's the status outside?" Bryan queried. "The lights just went down in here."There was a pause, nearly long enough for Bryan to.