If she recovers, her convalescence will be slow. I need to talk to you, Mark, and Pat. I would like her to live with us while she recovers. It would b... her and her husband. They seem to be good people."I smiled and shrugged. Dad nodded. Charles said, "That would be good of you. It looks like our prisoners may have a chance at life. Mark, Dan, how do you want to handle this?"Dad said quickly. "The two of you should make the decision. I will watch the others as you weed the sheep from the goats.". Julia took the hint and relaxed her grip on my arm.I quickly took the opportunity and started eating, making a little time to say, "Good, I need to keep my strength up," which earned me a laugh from her.I presume various other things happened that day, but I didn't notice. At least I wasn't so distracted that I missed the car ride home. I did miss seeing Julia off at the bike rack though as she'd told me she was leaving school early that day, "to get ready for our date." We had plenty of. I hear the men move their drinks onto the side tables as Luc lowers me onto my feet. I cannot see them but know where they are seated. Will is in his chair on the North end of the table, Scott is at the South, Luc at the East and Chris at the West."Tonight the game is a little different. The stakes are in contest for the kitten you see." "How are we playing?" Scott asks, his husky voice revealing his arousal. "Shall we let the slut explain, seeing as she daydreamed it?" I sense the others nod. “As I was saying,” I started again when everyone stopped laughing. “Kumquat, her nickname, has a fucked up family. Being daddy’s girl, she managed to be a virgin in all three holes twenty-four and a half hours before her eighteenth birthday. She had two punishments, and she chose to give up those cherries and risk getting pregnant.”“Again, why do I care,” one of the girls said, clearly fighting to go check out the water inside.I sighed and asked, “Impatient, much?”“Short version. Kumquat fucked.