”“Let me think about it,” Janet says.Casey stands back up and says, “Well don’t think too hard, because this bachelor won’t be single for ...uch longer. I would like kids before I’m forty.”“Oh and who has their eyes on you?”“I have my admirers,” he answers assuredly.“Who? Emily?”“She loves me and we have already discussed marriage.”“You’re going to have some hairy babies,” Janet remarks. “Speaking of babies, I wonder why Ronin isn’t having us see if Emily or any of the other test subjects can. He’d get warmed up later, hopefully. The wagon was reversed in and ready to tip by the time he’d he’d got all his waterproofs and boots on. The wagon had Irish plates and he had a good crack with the Dublin born driver. They shared a love of Guinness and talk of women with loose morals, giving Jason a fleeting thought of how he could brag in the future if his plans came to fruition. The sleet lashing his exposed face brought him back to earth. He signed the purchase note, and the driver went. ----------------Light flickered intermittently in the restroom, the bulb needing replacement. Urinals lined one wall, and several stalls were on the other side, near the sinks. It seemed run down, but relatively clean, though it still had a bit of a smell. Smell that mixed with the scent of hard cock driving into my sissy mouth. On my knees, hands once again chained up and behind me, and a spreader bar between my ankles. One of the men was fucking me with a dildo as I sucked, and cameras were. "Who's the first dead hero?" I asked.'Naw," one of the bigger ones said, "we was jus' funnin'." We'll take ole Joe over there and be gone," said another. "No harm done." Constance!" I yelled, and she pattered down the stairs, lifted her hem and smoothly jumped over the huddled man at the foot. She crossed the room, pulling her disordered clothes together, and stood beside the girl. She pushed back her hair and took the girl's hand, completely under control."You all right?" I asked her as two of.