And Christine was a very attractive middle-aged woman too. She always dressed nicely, somewhat reserved perhaps in the way she did dress, but there wa... always a hint of a smoldering sultriness beneath her light brown shoulder length hair, green eyes, and full lips. And like Rebecca, she too had a rather nice looking pair of breasts, though she certainly didn't display her attributes quite as well as Rebecca very often did. Still, you knew they were there as she quite often sat behind her desk. It was like we were meant to be together. I was already planning our future life.The next weekend, I brought Joanna and the boys over to meet Marla and Pop. Yeah, maybe I was jumping the gun, but I wanted them to know I was serious about her and as far as I could tell, she was serious about me. At least, I wasn't getting any negative signs."Marla, Pop, I'd like you to meet Joanna, Mike and Tony Milliken. Jo, this is my father who you might remember, and my step-mother Marla."There were "Hellos". One of the crew comes into the room "Ok boss this load is all cleaned and hairless" the worker yelled as they continued with the next trailer of meat-girl's. "Ok Jessica now sit here at the computer I want you to get all the information you can from each meat-girls name, age, hair and eye color, skin color, get it all down in the computer and assign each meat-girl a livestock number, you will also get to choose who will be sent to the spit, to slaughter, or be kept as a dairy or breeder cow". All of the girls now bore the welts from the strap and canes that he used to reinforce his instructions.Bethany fell into a fitful sleep, slumped against the bars of the cell, brought back to consciousness from time to time by the pull of the chain around her neck.Suddenly she was standing in a large room. In the centre, a fire burned in a hearth. Thin wisps of smoke climbed towards a vent in the roof. The walls were plastered and brightly painted. In a small room to one side she could see.