Or at least they always did when I'd imagined thisexact scenario. On the other hand though I felt I had to protest. Claimtheir analysis was wrong, p...otect my masculinity. It was this secondthat won out and I began firing off questions and protests which theColonel answered calmly."Why didn't they send an actual female?" None were available, nearbyagents weren't suitable, agents further away were too far away. "Why me?"As explained, psyche tests had shown my suitability. "You can't make me"I. Itried to turn away from the dirty smelly material, Emily pulledmy plaits hard telling me do as I was told. My eyes filled withtears, my mouth opened and the filthy panties were stuffed intomy mouth. Kylie ripped off a piece of the duct tape and placed itacross my mouth, and with her thumbs she smoothed it down sealingit to my face. The taste that saturated my mouth was awful.Helpless bound and gagged I watched as Emily pulled a foldedcanvas sports bag from the cupboard. Carefully she lifted. There was a heartbeatrhythm of learning. I began to think in a language that seemed familiaralmost as soon as I started to use it, though I needed help to frame thewords. Once I began to speak, the fragmented images started to coalesce.My days were incredibly full, so everything was done quickly. I waslearning to dance. I was learning to play the piano, and to sing. Ireceived elocution lessons, and language lessons. I learned to read, thenspeed read, then pages were flashed by on screens,. I just went with the flow.Once the construction was finished and everything was progressing nicely, I got so busy that I couldn't think straight. The party room was very popular with my uncle and friends. The doors were thick, and the walls were sound proof. Sometimes he brought family and friends to dine there, including all the wives and children.Other times there were just groups of very hard looking men behind those closed doors. They entered and left via the external entrance, which was.