She was young, approximately 25 with pin straight red hair and sedated to the point that she was having difficulty walking on her own. She wore a hosp...tal gown and paper slippers, she didn’t notice that her legs had stopped moving and that the MPs were now dragging her. Upon entering the observation room her two escorts strapped her to a gurney in the center of the room. The straps pressed the gown tightly to her breasts. The woman’s thoughts were clouded but she was glad to be strapped down as. “Of course. If I have to spell it out, Chloe is a slut, and to me that is a very complimentary expression. It means that a woman has the guts to buck social convention in favor of living life her way. I’m lucky to have such a lusty wife. It beats someone like Becky.” The Becky slight seemed designed to get me to open up, to reveal what I had heard about Chloe, and it worked. I was still trying to process the idea that Dave loved being married to a slut. I found nothing evil or even absurd. Main ye dekhkar dang reh gaya ki usne apne saare kapde utar diye the aur sirf shawl pahenkar aayee thi..shawl poori tarah hatakar vo fir mere se lipal gayee..aap log meri haalat ka andaaza laga sakte hoge ki ek poori nangi ladki meri baahon main hain to meri kya haalat rahi hogi..us waqt kuch dimaag main nahi aa raha tha ki sahi ya galat kya hota hai..is tarah se to wo us period main bhi mere se nahi lipti thi jab hamara affair tha. Ab wo poori naked mujhse lipti hui thi usne apna chehra thoda. She glanced at Sisanna, who had an even worse reputation than her captain did, if that were possible. Her eyes were watchful, missing nothing, an aura of pure evil pervaded her.Minara bit back hard on a feeling of injustice that she should have been marked in the same way as females such as these. Varna smiled, her sharpened teeth complementing her predator-like expression. "Minara, how are you, doing - alright I hope?" I've caught a few humans, enough to make ends meet, if that is what you are.