I watched Brian’s house very carefully for the next week. Every time he went outside he found that he had tremendous crushing chest pain. It didn’... last long but it was enough to frighten him. After a week of this he came over to our house with his wife in tow. He knocked on the door. When I answered it he informed me that he was sure that I was doing something to hurt him. Of course I proclaimed my innocence. He then informed me that he was going to complain to the Sheriff and have me. Wearing the rough smock, which barely covered her tunic, Jacqui was pushed roughly into a cage just large enough for her to stand up in, with a solid floor and bars all round. It bore the number E3 in removable characters on a rack above the door and a datacube was slipped into a holder also on the door. It was then loaded, with some others, on to a transporter and darkness again fell when the doors were closed.The journey didn't take long, and when the transport stopped the doors opened and. Ashleigh again broached the subject of Tom’s imagination in regard to sex. ‘What kinds of things do you think you would like someone to do to you?’ she asked. ‘Well, let’s see, apart from the obvious, I like to be touched almost everywhere. I’m not particularly ticklish so any part of my body would feel good, provided I was comfortable with the person doing the touching.’ ‘Remember your greatest sex organ.’ She reminded. ‘It can overcome a lot of perceived problems, you know.’ ‘Yeah, I guess. I just smiled awkwardly. He closed the door. “Why aren’t you naked yet?” He asked aggressively. “Sorry.” I began to strip, looking at Jack as he watched me get naked. I was down to my boxers when Jack suddenly got annoyed. “No. That’s not going to do. You need to dress like the slut you are.” He then rummaged around in a bag on the floor. He pulled out something and threw them at me. “These are my girlfriend’s clothes. Wear those. Go change in the bathroom then come back here.” I left the.