Girls could be sold to a meat processor by anyone with a legal right to do so, this included the girls parents, siblings, and anyone with a semblance ...f authority over the girl. This could include extended family members or even boyfriends.4. Girls could volunteer to become meat themselves.These rules had so far provided enough meat as far as Tracey could tell and whenever her dad sent her down here to buy some girl breasts for his dinner there was always a large selection on display!Those. There stood Lauren, clearly inebriated. “Did Pete tell you about the fun we had?” Lauren sneered. Pete, hearing the commotion as Veronica told her it was best she leave and Lauren refusing to do so, tried in vain to keep Lauren from bursting into the house and making a scene. “Tell everyone Pete. Tell them how you touched me and licked me.” Lauren’s words were slurred. Pete managed to get her into the kitchen. Veronica followed wanting to know what Lauren was mumbling about. Pete knew. Walking into a building empty for lunch, Peggy pulled Bart into a cubicle as she said, Did you like what you saw yesterday? You were looking pretty hard. Then flipping her wrap skirt open said, Did You like this ? Let's see how hard you can get. The gorgeous scalloped lace of her full slip was exposed as she unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock in one smooth movement then pulling up her skirt stepped forward wrapping his cock in her slip's silky body. Grinding the front of her slip into his. Amanda was a summer vacation student: a brilliantly-brained beauty studying theoretical mathematics and astrophysics at Cambridge University. Le Rosbif and its rigid rules were Amanda's way of paying her university fees, now that all girl students had to pay their own way; all state subsidies and loans for girls having been abolished by the new government as a money saving measure.This was no ordinary waitressing. Working for Le Rosbif had its risks, as Amanda full well knew. Any girl who.