Now, I know overpopulation is a problem, but despite the threat to our planet, cutting off a man's balls just because he's got a little sperm in them ...eems extreme. I think I'd rather just be killed, honestly. My new prisoner friend said that WOMAN only created this new policy because of the high numbers of men who were attempting to sell their sperm on the black market to women who feel the biological need to have a baby, regardless of population. I don't understand why a woman would even want. Her name, let’s call her LonelyOz for the sake of the story or Loz for short had a natural looking avatar and as he soon discovered, and liked, some effort had gone into describing herself and situation and hence the reasons for her coming to Lush. What he also liked was that she’d posted a few images that she liked of various things, nude models (male and female), various sexual acts being performed and a host of kinks and fetishes that had obviously piqued her interest.But this is where he. " He absentmindedly pulled the medallion from beneath his shirt. "Did you cause that", he asked, hoping the voice called Anya would respond. But the jade stone was quiet.He sighed and returned the medallion to it's place, just as he found the class his niece was in. He opened the door and was confronted by the sexiest teacher he'd ever seen. "Not right now", he told himself as she spoke. "Can I help you sir", she asked, her auburn hair flowing in waves down her back."I need to speak with. The sooner he was out of the house the better. He didn't have lectures until 10.30 but I managed to convince him that I wanted to do loads of housework and ironing and the sooner he left me to it the sooner I could get on. In the end he reluctantly departed at around 09.30.This was it! I was now free to see Anne without having to explain to anyone what I was doing next door or how long I would be. I remembered what Anne had said about drinking plenty and downed a pint of water before going.