Stumbling along ahead of him, prodded on by their captors' spears, Jewel and Lyssa looked like they were in even worse shape than he was. The sun was ...inking behind the trees when at last they came to a mediumsized clearing in the forest. Looming before them in the gathering dusk he saw a rude barricade of logs interwoven with brush. Their silent captors herded them in through a gap in the fence.Inside the crude stockade was a haphazard collection of shelters, most of them of badlycured hides. ‘Are you happy?’ he asked her. ‘Very happy,’ she said. ‘You know exactly what I like.’ ‘I should,’ he said, and pulled her even closer. ‘Oh, I almost forgot. Speaking of knowing you, are you hungry?’ ‘Hungry?’ She looked up at him smiling. ‘I’m always starving after sex,’ she said, giggling. Geoffrey rolled away, reached behind them, and produced a small cooler. ‘Is that what I think it is?’ she asked, excitedly. ‘Look and see,’ he said, opening the lid. Geoffrey smiled as he watched. He’d been speeding all the way home, and he’d been able to make it in record time due to the traffic. He’d seen that on the news after the other attacks as well. Fewer people fleeing the cities and men flocking toward the cities looking for fuckslaves. Reports after the other attacks also spoke of underground slave auctions and secret brothels where the only rule was “wear a condom and you can do anything you want to ‘em” as women jumped from man to man, howling in frustration and denial of the. "Mitch got over his surprise a little quicker than Lisa did."What do you want, Rick?" he asked bluntly."Ah yes, the classic Mitch tact. Good to see that hasn't changed. It's been a few years, hasn't it? Nine years to the day, as a matter of fact." The newcomer finished walking over and pulled out the chair to David Master's right, seating himself as the two confirmed their status as bodyguards by parking themselves behind him at either shoulder.He waited a moment, then spoke again. "Aren't you.