"She didn't dump me," Ben replied defensively, punching the Mountain Dew button. "We're just... taking a break." There was an odd buzzing sound, as th... button flickered for a second, the word bonus appearing, although unnoticed by either of them; then the bottle fell."Right. That's good," Jack said sarcastically as Ben took a quick swig from the bottle."I can't believe you actually lock this thing, man," Jack said. The vehicle was old, worn, and only marginally 'running', so Jack had a point,. " It can be reversed sometimes but mine can't." How do you know?" I was sold to a Pleasure palace the same way you will be. After nearly two years a client fell in love with me and offered to buy me and make me his wife." What happened then?" I was checked at a medical clinic and failed, my sterilization is irreversible." Why are you here then?" Well he couldn't marry me then, because there would be no children. The master traded a younger female he had rescued for me with the Palace, because. It was my boss, asking if I was in.Fifteen 30 minutes later the doorbell rang. I walked to the door and opened it, wearing nothing but my waist length, black see through negligee. There was standing my boss. I let him come in, saying my husband was not at home I we had about two hours to be safe. I walked towards the bedroom and he followed me; his eyes ravenously eating up my curves which the negligee did nothing to disguise at all. He moved close to me and pushed me back until I fell. “Fuck,” you breathe as you turn and run further down the road. Your eyes dart to the left. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant suburb. But five years after the mists had changed that. Massive trees and vines grew across the ground; into houses and into chimneys. You can hear the chitter of carnivorous monkeys above, but you can’t be fucked with them right now. The cat is after you again.You skid left toward a house; ignoring the front door blocked by a thick root and instead slam.