It still isn't wholly clear to you why you're here. Vague promises of a world in crisis were all that you were given before being unceremoniously flun... through the space between spaces. Your employer (owner, maybe? The exact nature of your relationship is still a little nebulous) has sent you as his agent to avert this crisis, though how you are meant to do that is beyond you. A year ago you were working retail; two months ago a slightly better, still hopelessly mundane job. At your most. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I stand corrected,” she says.She looks at it with acute curiosity and amazement. I give it a twitch, which surprises her.“Geez, Kevin!” she lets out and I chuckle.“You act like you have never seen a dick before,” I tell her.“Well, not one like this…” she says.“What do you mean?” I ask her. “I thought you and Kenny…”“No…Kenny never managed to get it up,” she tells me. “And he had a crazy case of premature ejaculation. And he’s a grower so…I never saw squat.”“You’re. “No, I just want to be left alone right now.” She was stun I guess because ever since known me I always said “no ma’am or yes ma’am whenever she asked me something. “Alright I just wanted to make sure you were ok.” With a forced smile I said “Yeah I’m alright it’s just I’m having one of those days.” I guess she could tell something was wrong because she drag me in her house for a cup of tea.She turned on some music and said “toothpick no I mean John what type of Tea would you like?” “Any kind,”. "Wakey wakey! Rise and shine! Empty yourself out and get ready for brekkie!"Then dancing to her music she started to mix up a batch of porridge. Brooklyn looked past the bound girl next to her as two bodies started to stir in the two furthest cages on her row. She watched as one took a deep drink from her water and the other moved to the back of her cage and squatted . Looking behind her she saw a trough built into the floor against the back wall of her cage. Watching as the other girl left her.