I liked it. I liked it enough to post more of what is already written, though not completed. I haven’t decided whether to change the pacing to make ...t a book, or to post the whole thing online, so don’t have any expectations except that a lot more will be posted. * * * * * Perhaps I should have been an actress Up until my junior year in college I played every role impeccably, until I met him. I played the compliant daughter of wealthy, socially-connected parents so well, neither of them had an. She even mentioned that I had insisted onselecting her meal for her and, though she didn't say it, I figured thatmeant it was my fault that she was ill. Well, no matter. Soon enough Iwould be overwhelmed by sexual stimulation. What difference did onenight of horniness make?The next day I drove our rented car to Gen-2. It was far out in thecountryside but that was a minor annoyance. We got there and, sureenough, Jason did remember my wife. He even seemed charmed by her,though he maintained. “I find that hard to believe,” I muttered as Purity followed after.The peasant farmers were already out in their fields. Like the poor commoners of Shesax, they had risen far too early. Dark-brown soil, almost black, was tilled by oxen, donkey, or horses, each pulling a plow while a farmer walked beside, leading the beasts. Children followed in the wake, planting seeds in the fresh furrowed tills. In other fields, weeds were pulled and thrown into wheelbarrows.“Such dirty work,” I sighed. “Most. Rachel was back at her side unclipping the chain from Jennifer’s cuffs. Once Jennifer’s hands were free Rachel reached up and unfastened the blindfold around her eyes. Jennifer blinked and looked around fearfully. There wasn’t the slightest sign of any rat, nor any indication that there ever had been. It was just a large warm brick chamber gently lit by the big open fire and the gas lamps. It wasn’t even particularly dusty. She couldn’t even see so much as a cobweb. In fact it was rather cosy.