I cracked the door an inch and peered out. With my blurred vision, I could see very little. My left eye was now closed completely, but I could hear th...m debating and cursing each other."Save her, please," the girl behind me begged as someone above screamed again. "There was three of them at 'er, takin' turns, often two at a time."I opened the door all the way, and more light helped me see better. I crossed the room in three long steps, skewered the young officer where he stood, ignoring. The other ends of the cables were attached to the posts of a 12v car battery. There was a switch midway along one of the cables and at the time of his Mistress’ choosing, that switch would be thrown and the slut’s genitals would agonizingly cook. i was ruminating about that, wondering whether there was a chance that Mistress would at the last minute choose to fry me anyway, when She spoke again.?You may recall, slut, that today is Hang Day,? Mistress advised. ?I told you last week that we. ”“We do not have a million years,” the girl said stonily. And from her tone, Morrison wondered if these entities took his joke seriously. Could they really live forever, substituting one organic material for another?There was one final test. From the effort and expense put into designing her vagina, Dr. Morrison knew the creatures’ sexual intentions. Unlike the rest of her body, both holes were finished products, indecipherable to real flesh. The girl sat on the examination chair, spreading. It scared him to think about the possibilities; they were father and daughter not lovers. Bill pushed her off his lap and told her they needed to get going if they wanted a table since it was the dinner hour and the place normally got full at that time. They went out to the car and drove to the pizza joint. Neither one of them spoke much other than small talk about being hungry and they hoped there was not a huge crowd waiting to be seated. They got to the restaurant and were able to be seated.