It’s the first time he’s been all by himself up there. But he’ll be OK, he’s come a long way. A really phenomenally long way, given that it’... been less than two full months.Two goddamned eventful months, I think. It would’ve been pretty hard to even imagine two months ago that I’d meet a real caveman, much less fall in love with him.And dammit, I’m in really deep, too.Oh, screw it for now, let’s get to the store.First the bank; the post office needed cash, I’m running short. I take out three. She smiled. “I use a big gulp cup to get more strawberry/lemonade Slurpee, than the small Slurpee cups. Promise you won’t tell. The girl at 7-11 charges me only a dollar. “She said. “Your secret safe with me.” I said.She looked around, as I starred at her large breast. I had the perfect view looking down the front of her wife beater shirt. I could tell she was not wearing a bra. “Would you like a ride? It’s starting to get hotter out. I hate to see such a cute girl walking in the hot. I’d interrupted him at the wrong time. I sat down on his bed in disbelief at first. But curiosity got the better of me and, having never seen semen before, I opened the handkerchief to take a look. It was saturated and I dipped my finger in to feel it.” “And?” I said. “I’m sure I don’t have to tell you what its like. So I lifted the handkerchief up to my nose to have a smell and was surprised at how nice it was, a sort of sweet musty odour. “I sat down on his bed and couldn’t stop thinking. „So you've got some forty slave girls aboard,“ he said wondering.„Rather more than that. About fifty. Forty will be fully trained, ten or a dozen still undergoing training.“„Ah... I see...“ It was amazing to think of some fifty lovely young women all being held captive on this very ship. Being held captive... and SUFFERING. For that, Quentin now realised all too well, was what lay at the heart of this regime. These girls where paying dearly for past misdemeanours. As they should; and as his.