" It was hard hearing myself described in such a matter-of-fact way but I had to realize that I was no longer a person to these people. I was simply ...n object. But as the bidding went up I realized a new kind of pride. As an object I was worth far more than I ever was as a person. "Four hundred thousand, do I hear four-fifty, four-fifty, let me hear a five hundred grand, five hundred grand for this fine piece of ass, slave for a life or a ready-made wife for life." Oh please, I thought,. 30 tak rahta tha or papa mujhse pyar karte the or mummy se b lekin wo ghar pe nahi rahte the pata nahi kya reason tha kabhi kabhar hi aate the mai school me padhta kam or badmashi jyada karta tha time bitta gaya aur mai 8 sal ka ho gaya mummy ne roj ki tara 5.30 baje uthaya or bathroom me le gayi aap to jante hi hai ki mai ghar pe nanga hi rahta hun us samay thoda thoda thund padna start ho gayi thi mummy kapde utar k nangi hui or mutne k liye chhed ki or chut kar k baithi maine sharart sharart. I took my time getting ready; I’m not one for dressing up but I wanted to show enough of my young body to make sure he couldn’t resist. I carefully chose a button up blouse and a short, tight, black skirt with knee high socks and scandalously too-high-for-campus heels. The day before I had gone for a wax and my cleanly shaven pussy tingled with excitement for what I had planned. I arrived to the lecture hall early, knowing that he would be there getting ready. I casually strolled past him just. They were highly stylized in the japanese manga/anime way, but rather than the full-plate and robot suits, each was wearing an adorable if highly inappropriate maid uniform. Curiously, they’d gotten Steel Sentinel’s–Mandy’s–electric blue hair down correctly in the picture. The last time she’d checked, she was sure that most people weren’t even sure the Sentinel was a female, let alone what color her hair was. She must have had the helmet damaged in a battle. Anna’s stomach grumbled. She wasn’t.