My friend and I will await your return," she said indicating the bottle."Please, lay off that stuff. I'll be back soon."Jennifer, whose moroseness was...already beginning to be matched by alcoholic stupor, simply waved to her friend, bottle in hand, as Cindy left. She continued to drink herself into a haze which provided little relief from the gloom and despair which now permeated her spirit and her very existence. Jennifer's thoughts went to relief from her grief and pain which the alcohol was. And leather cuffs hold her wrists together, and kept her arms taunt above her head. Her torso was naked, but she could feel she wore tights, panties, and shoes. As far as she could guess, they were her own clothes. She felt a rough wall against her back... obviously there was some fabric between her buttocks and the wall, not just her panties and tights. Her captor(ess?) had let her keep her skirt too.Suddenly, she heard a muffled buzz, and she felt a column of hot air in front of her. She. .." There's always a first time. Treat me right and maybe..." she paused before going on. "You do want to meet him, don't you?" You'll let me meet him?" Margie gasped, her hopes soared. This wasn't a boy they were discussing. It was a man... in his twenties, and he knew what to do, and how to treat a girl. Margie would be a real woman if Donny took her virginity.As if reading her mind, Ellie added, "Maybe he'll do the both of us. You could lose your cherry, you work it right." I'll... do it,". Cyrilo snapped her fan shut. “Forgive me, Your Majesty, I still don’t quite understand. Why are THEY here?”“Excuse me?”“If the church has issues with our material, that is between them and us, but has no bearing on official law. What legal authority do they have over the operations of private business?”“We are in charge of protecting the soul of this nation, the souls of its people, and their path to salvation,” an old priest growled. “Your blasphemous texts and bestial employees are sabotaging.