She couldn't believe how she was reacting. Both his words and his actions were turning her on. "What kind of slut am I?" she wondered to herself even ...s she shivered and shook.The man couldn't help but notice. He laughed again. "Oh you are such a sweet little slut. You like the thought of the degradation and use don't you, you little cunt? Sweet little whore like you might even last two three years before your ass is moved out to the street to start turning tricks."With that he jammed his thumb. Pairing it with a sleeveless top, she grabbed her bag, throwing Prof. Dawson’s audio CD in. Janine knew she would have a lot of questions for him when she went to his office after school. ———- It had been harder to avoid attention today, her short skit framing the legs that she had kept hidden for a long time. She had deliberately avoided the lockers in the morning in case there was a repeat of the previous events with Brad. She was skittish and kept looking over her shoulder expecting a lewd. First the women are paraded to Wagner’s sadistic kick-off show. Dressed in the years Rape Runner costume they endure a humiliatingly frank interview in front of an auditorium of Slaver men, which is broadcast to the whole galaxy. For a brief time during that conversation the Runner’s implants are more fully activated, so they must answer every question posed, no matter how intimate. After the interview there is no respite. The women are taken to their departure points ready for the main event,. He threwthe pictures on the table and stood up and strode over to Michele'sbedroom door."Fuck it! In for a penny; in for a pound!" he sighed and began to bangon her door.Michele jumped up and leapt on the bed; the piece of furniture farthestfrom the door. The door was rattling and Michele could see that the boltwas small and really only designed for privacy not security. It wouldsoon give."Go away Steve! Behave yourself! Think of your nephew!" she begged.She was on her knees, supplicant on.