Dar stepped forward, “As agent for the President, I am pleased to promote you to the rank of Captain.” Dar affixed the two sets of Captains bars o... Brien’s collar. When he was done, Dar stepped back and saluted smartly. “Congratulations Captain Tripp. I didn’t make Captain until my third year in College.” Dar Laughed, “You are way ahead of me son.” Dar looked at Roger and nodded.“Platoon, the dress while we are here is jungle fatigues. Four on, fourteen off, ten-hour shifts, and DISMISSED!”. My hair looked a touch longer,but hopefully I could get through this and no one need ever know.I put on my bathrobe, and headed back to my room to find my sisterchanging my sheets."How are you feeling?" she asked."Pretty awful."She gathered up the dirty sheets, adding my pyjamas to them. "Well takeyour medicine, and get off to bed. You'll feel a lot better to get itover with." As she headed out to take care of the washing, I grabbed another pair ofpyjamas, downed another bottle of medicine and. Welcome to the family.” and I shot him in the chest, the sedative already taking affect. “You son of a bitch.” he started at me. “Now now Bill are you sure your last words want to be cursing someone?” I said laughing as the bug reached his brain. I turned Bill on and reprogrammed him the way I wanted to. He was to move in with us and continue his job as if nothing had changed. Once all of their stuff had been moved in I got a good look at my new “slaves” the 15 year old was slender and had a. Who came to join them was usually a surprise.This complicated seeming arrangement was a product of the chatting that went on among the women during the day. The division of work in the house was fluid. As the day progressed, each woman communicated what she wanted, was worried about, or was interested in. Consensus was used to determine who would sleep with who. The men weren’t there, so they weren’t consulted.As odd as that sounds to those of us who live a more conventional life, it worked.