.. nothing. I strainedto look around me, but all I could see was that blinding white light."Ladies and gentlemen - meet my latest contestant! As you c...n see, he's afine-looking young man in great physical shape, though he may be a littleconfused right now. He wants to be famous, but even more than that hewants to be rich! Please give a big hand for HENRY!" The voice soundedlike Cat's. But who on earth was she talking to?A volley of electronic pings echoed around him."Thank you! Let's see if we. " Get out." Don't do this. You can't stay mad at me forever. I don't want you to have an abortion. I'll marry you, I mean it!" he told her, pleading."It doesn't matter now. We're through." She shook her head, repeating, "It doesn't matter now." Yes it does matter!"She closed her eyes for a moment, and then turned around and walked into her room. He followed her, sitting on her chair while she played the message from the doctor on the machine. He listened, then dropped his jaw."You're not. So many questions to ask about - for 'her'! 'TeenMoses' begins reaching under the bed, pulling out this small tube oflubricant. "We can always fuck." He says evenly. "But your heart probably wantsa tighter relationship." He squirts gel from the tube, and oils upsome fingers on his right hand. "You look so pretty dressing up like a girl. Lots of guys would justlove to go out, with your foxy cute ass." 'Teen Moses' explains inthis deep melody of a voice. Then he rudely begins placing oilyfingers,. His head whirled to her. ‘WHAT?’ ‘I said we had to screen you for suitability. I know all these girls have sexy bodies…’ ‘This is an interview?’ He sounded dazed. ‘Kevin, dear…’ Lana’s voice was soft as fingers sliding over sensitive flesh, ‘we’re all your friends, here. How long have you known us? But this woman’s group is donating—she glanced down at her notes—2,500 for the bulge in your green elf jockstrap-just as the guys are paying for the well-filled bra…’ ‘Here,’ she said, and stood up..