I was worriedthat the kids would not like me. After all I was a girl in a boy's bodyand I might get found out. Children can be cruel and was small for...myage and had what my mum called 'delicate features'. I had once read abook about a fictional school and it seemed full of bullies who putyoung kids' heads down toilets and beat them up for their dinner money.I didn't want any of that!The next two weeks were busy for me as I helped mum do the packingwhile dad sorted out the new house. My secret. Story quickly shakes her head in fury.“See my dear, these were not for you, but for me,” he says with a smile. “You see for the past fifteen years your sister and the others was been feeding a machine, an alien creature. This creature in turn creates energy for us to live comfortably. It also produces food to sustain us and all it wants in return is what your sister and the other girls provide.”“That’s slavery!” Story quips.“Actually, your sister and the others signed up for it,. It was important to her that the family have stability with Mike being gone for months at a time and the Korean Conflict loomed like a cloud on their future. He was assured that his family was safe, and he was able to focus on his military duties. It was now June of 1953 and Rita stood beside her husband’s grave, her children at her side, as she barely heard the playing of Taps and then the mournful wail of the piper as he played Amazing Grace and walked away until the sound was faint and then. I got up and my legs were shaking from the pounding I just got. He sat down on the couch and continued to watch the football. At the same time as nodding towards the door, as if to say leave now, he thanked me and to give him a text if I wanted more later on. I replied definitely and went to the hall to get dressed. I was just used and I loved it.After leaving his house I called a taxi and texted the second guy that I was on my way down, he told me what room he was in. When I got to the hotel I.