Now as he lies sleeping, I wonder if his youthful innocence will be lost to a nation thrown into war by malicious people who have no respect for the b...sic ideals of life. Will he have to endure the hardships so many war- ravaged civilizations have lived through and which concede as normal every day life? Will he have to be in fear of going to sleep at night wondering if he will see the morning sun shining? As a human being, my heart cries at the loss of life. As a mother my heart cries in fear. ‘All I care about is making sure this baby has a good life with loving parents.’ Karla looked at me. ‘Even if the parents can’t admit to anyone who they really are? Can we really live a lie for the rest of our lives?’ I touched her face, brushing her hair away from her beautiful, rosy cheeks. ‘Maybe we won’t have to.’ *** FOUR MONTHS LATER It was May, and Karla was now nearly 6 months pregnant. Her baby bump was much more pronounced, Cindy and Krystal went shopping with her a few weeks ago to. His hands moved slowly at first before moving rhythmically faster with each thrust of his cock through her fingers, Binky felt his fingers tighten over hers. “Oh that's right baby.’’ Marco groaned, aiding her a few moments longer before taking his fingers off hers and leaving her to do it alone. Binky kept up the rhythm, her eyes locked in concentration on Marco’s cock as her hand pleasured him. Marco pushed his jeans down to his ankles and moved his body into the same rhythm she was using. But that was along time ago, Jessica was now 18 years old a registered member of the female meat draft and had her own state meat lottery number that could be called at any time ordering her to report to her designated meat processing plant when her number was up. A day she feared and hoped would never come.For her "Play" was just that, she did not really want to be called ordered to die and give up her meat to people to eat, yes it was a fantasy that got her off thousands of times and would.