How are you today? Is Cathy doing well? Cathy, of course, was Kaceys mother, and Mrs. Thomas best friend, much as Sam was Kaceys best friend. She didn... need to ask how Kaceys father was doing, since she saw him every morning as he headed off to work, and theyd often chat a few minutes while he was gathering his things. Occasionally, shed see and talk to Cathy, but not every morning. She was usually busy seeing to whatever emergency it was that Kaceys older sister, Liz, was having that morning,. In a little less than a year, she'd be going to university, and she had already been accepted into her journalism course.These articles, they were a type of journalism. Perhaps she could get a job writing these, once she got her degree. Yes, a job at Playboy. That sounded exactly like what Gina wanted. She'd have to tell the guidance counsellor about this new career choice, in her follow-up meeting. He'd be so pleased.Engrossed in the pages, Gina flipped them rapidly, until abruptly, she came. When he found an interesting target he tried to interest one of his clients in acquiring her. If he received a green light, he would then hire a local attorney, arrange for the client to buy up all her debts, and assemble all the required evidence the attorney would needed to take her down in court.When such an enslavement had been successful, his client would employ only the most advanced methods for tracking and controlling the new slave. Not only would he or she be 'micro chipped' but would. But the third? Thefourth? Sparky, I've seen you. I've seen you touch up your lipstick whenno one is around. I've seen you adjust your bra. I've seen you smoothyour skirt. Hell, Sparky, you like dressing like this. On your own, maybeyou'd fall in love and listen to the birds sing. But you'd also suckcock. You know you would."Would I? I thought about a penis coming closer to my face, straight andthick. I think about the slit being close to my tongue. I was beyondpanic. But was I beyond.