Only after serving men would she beallowed the pleasure of serving women. She was to be a slave to allwomen but that meant she was a slave to all men...as well because that iswhat women demanded of her. It was that demand that she could no longerrefuse. It was that demand that had brought to her to this position oftotal helplessness on a strange bed in a room on the second floor of theBlack Angus Motel in Seattle this Wednesday evening.She had starting preparing herself a week before with a. ‘I’m driving? This from the woman who consistently picks on my navigational skills.’ Trin glared at her with the red-lined rims. ‘Please,’ she gasped. Violet grabbed her hand and let her into the elevator. ‘What happened in there?’ She demanded. ‘Put me through the fucking meat grinder. She’ll do that ever so often.’ Trin got her cigarettes out in the elevator, and lit one the very second the doors opened. She quickly inhaled and exhaled, getting hits of nicotine down as quickly as she could.. . But then it arrived, a letter with a wax seal like something out of the medieval age. The seal was in the shape of a red sun. No address was written on its face but my name was engraved in cursive gold letters. Naturally I opened it. The whole of it was also written in gold, though it wasn’t very long in content: CONGRATULATIONS, ENYO VERGE, You have been accepted, with a full four-year scholarship, to the prestigious Eros University in the field of English Literature. We have monitored your.
Read More
