"It should be based on merit, not luck."Lucas pushed his chair back from the desk and sighed. "Well, it seems that we are at an impasse. I can think o... now fair and efficient means of choosing between the two of you. I imagine that a peaceful negotiation between you is impossible?"Rachel shook her head. "We both want it," she said flatly."But I want it more. You know, Professor," said Sarah sweetly, "if I got to go on the trip, I'd be ever so grateful." Oh, you would?" asked Lucas innocently,. Several times in the summer of her fifteenth year, she rode her bicycle over to Walden Pond, not to go swimming, though that was what she told her mother, but to walk where Thoreau had walked, sit where he sat, and try to feel what he must have felt, but the best she could manage was a sickness at thinking what Thoreau would have thought if he were to rouse from his grave of over a century. Old Henry wouldn't be very happy, she realized; things had changed a lot, and changed for the worse, and. They were both straddling the bar and only about a foot from each other."When you lock your handcuffs, sis, make sure you run your lock through the eye bolt," Ellen instructed her sister, "now, the gags."Helen had chosen to use her leather gag that looked very much like a small, black pear. It was comfortable to wear and she had learned to like the taste of leather. The taste always reminded her of bondage and sex and its smell was intoxicating. She pulled the straps around the back of her head. I can’t afford to pay you for a picture of me naked on a rock.”“What if I pay you?”“Why me?” I wanted to know.“That’s why,” said Sue, pointing at the men’s erect cocks. The three naked men stared at my open legs and my gaping pussy. They didn’t even try to hide their erections.“The twat power between your legs can make you a lot of money.”Money is a magical word to any poor student. What did I have to lose? No one believes in business ethics anymore and besides, what’s the use of moral values.