"Why are all these kids waiting outside the office?" JR asked me."Just wait, you'll see," I told him.A few minutes later, we heard an announcement ove... the paging system. The page requested students, Kim Bradley and Jim Ferguson, juniors like me. They also called the names of two sophomores, and two seniors, to report to the office. There was cheering from the other kids when Kim went into the office. A few minutes later, Jim went in too."Isn't that your friend?" JR asked me."Yup, sure is.". The genetic experiments were successful and all slaves are now synthetically created from a relatively random mix of DNA which means that all slaves still look distinct from another and are not simply clones.Because of this technological revolution there existed a new clear distinction between citizens and slaves: A homo sapiens who was born from parents is a person with all rights. A slave who was created synthetically on the other hand is not regarded as human and is therefore not a person.. One look was all it took, and we agreed that he would go get us a room. He came back and we walked into the room together. We stood there for a few minutes, a little bit nervous. He had some booze, so he poured us both a drink to loosen us up. Then, after talking for a little bit, he asked me if it would be okay if he took down his pants and showed me his cock. I told him that I'd like that, so he did. It was about six inches and thick. I reached out to touch it. It was so strange, but such a. All the boys were tried up in someone filling there asses and pussies with come.Thor was fucking a blonde older women.Billie’s scat and pee friends were collecting pee and scat from everyone, eating and drinking all they could get, maybe the porta John was a waste of money.There was a black guy fucking one of the mires, he seemed frustrated,I went over to him and started rubbing his balls as he stroke in and out of the mire.I asked if he was enjoying his selve, he said it was ok, but no.