Their banter was familiar and yet strangely unfamiliar. Much of these young people’s communication was unspoken, but what Ted did understand seemed ...hildish and frivolous. Most people just waited quietly until they would reach the doorway and be allowed in. The queue did indeed move gradually forwards, although there were times when it stayed in one place for some time. Once or twice some young people, men and women, came alongside the queue, further ahead, and blended into it. Two young women. Now – before we start,” continued Hildegard, “could anyone tell me what a hospice is for? What sort of work do we do here?”“Isn’t a hospice where you care for the terminally ill?” suggested Joe.“Traditionally, it is,” replied Hildegard. “And in the past, pre-Enlightenment, that is what this hospice mainly did. However, since the discovery of GM, we have hardly any terminal illnesses any more. So our main work is to care for those scheduled for culling – that is, anyone approaching the age of. And then he entered her once more, pulling himself between her lucious thighs. She cried out, and resisted this time, her delicate hands pressing against his muscled chest, but it did little to stop him as he rammed his wet, rock hard member deep into her virgin depths, tearing away the innocence and puirty from her. She felt something tear within her soul, as well, as his thrust ground her rump into the earth, his member delving deep into her sweet innings. Shrieking, she turned away, refusing. His mind raced as he realized that his c***dhood friend had just seen him jacking off and watching porn."Shit! I really fucked up this time!" He thought to himself. He had been so careful! His mom was late for her appointment and had just said good bye. He should have been all alone. How did Cassy get in? Then he reached the conclusion that it really did not matter. "What am I going to say to her?" He thought as he pulled himself together to follow her downstairs.When he got there she was.