She hated them. She envied Melissa's colors."Hey," said Fat Freddy, the boy with the Melissa infatuation Sarah had witnessed on her first ride to scho...l. He startled Sarah. She recovered and welcomed the surprising greeting. Freddy had to be the shyest boy she ever met. At sixteen, approaching six feet in height and weighing around 200 pounds, his shyness happened to be more noticeable than most.Melissa turned from the nightmare painting and looked at the nervous young man. "Hey Fred." Kind of. On a planet with no free women and no other brothels that is a real threat."Walking slowly down the line she had each of them display their bodies as Kate had had them do on the auction block, but instead of just looking she also used her hands freely testing muscle, breasts, cunts, arse holes and pricks quite dispassionately as she went along.The first one she inspected was Violetta. Now here she was wasting her time completely, as she had no intention of using her as anything but a cleaner. The men couldn't look away, the women were more evenly divided, half studiously ignoring the activity of the three women and the younger man, the other half obviously watching and getting turned on by Mark's slow deliberate strokes up the women's inner thighs and his massaging hands wrapped around their breasts. The long kisses and extended stroking of his cock by the three women didn't go unnoticed by anyone. Fortunately the foursome decided to move the party back to the house and a collective. Sidetracked ... sorry.”“You’re not, ya know,” she looked. “Sorry.”“Nope ... Cynthia was the wrong person to possess a travel aide. You’re responsible.”“I hate that word.”“I know ... but you are and Cyn’s not.” “Okay ... squeeze the watch ... here and here ... yeah ... like that. Now it’s a map ... see? Turn the bezel to the right and the map gets closer ... to the left and the map gets farther away. Okay?”“Yeah ... neat.”“You want Ludington. Right?” “Say it”“Ludington.” I said. “Ooo yeah. Oh.