Janice, will you pleasetell Mr Hunter what you've told me."Janice found herself telling her tale for the fourth time that day.- - - - - - - - -Back at...the Boyd house, Janice's husband, Martin, was just waking up.He had his usual hangover and searched around fruitlessly for someaspirin."Girl!" he bellowed.At that moment Sophie was dressing Greta so didn't hear him. When hefinally got back to the kitchen Martin Dexter lambasted him for noother reason than he could."Where's Janice?" he. She enjoyed the energy working out gave her and saw her clear complexion and strong body as a bonus. But as she wiped herself off with a towel she was sure of one thing, that the sore aching feelings that came with working out could be done away with and she'd bid them good riddance. Soon enough she met up with her date, she met him at a restaurant, he looked up at her showing a little awestruck wonder, Clark was fairly lean, and small at five foot six. Chloe was hoping for a taller guy but she. When we returned to the states we were told 86% of the original members of our company made it without injury. We feel fortunate, many got hit a whole lot worse. It is1996, news reports are talking about Agent Orange, Vietnam, sick and dying former military. What the fuck is this shit? Oh, Hell! I bet it was that sweet stuff they dumped all over us. They are saying you do not need to be directly sprayed, walking through the area, even much later, is enough to expose you. I hear it is now. .”“You promised who?” I asked.“Me,” she said, regaining her senses. “I didn’t mean to lead you on, but I don’t want to go that far with anyone yet.”“What about all those guys ... Oh. I guess you don’t always have to have sex with your slaves, do you.”“I like making out and things like that,” Janice admitted. “But it’s Lindsey who likes having sex with the guys I bring home to serve us. She gets in these moods that if she doesn’t get to fuck someone, she gets crabby. Would you like her to fuck.