"But ... but..." she choked, "the priest..."There was bitter laughter. "You really think an old man sprinkling some water would keep us away?"But he b...essed the house," she cried."Didn't do any good did it?" growled Simon. "You made the mistake of coming here -- to our domain -- and now you pay the price." You're ours now, Sweetie," laughed Sarah -- "FOREVER!" NO! No, I won't..." screamed Lynette writhing to get away, but the hand at her neck held her steadfast while other hands, no doubt. This amalgam was dyed the hot red-gold colour that had been selected, and styled.At the end of this process Bob no longer looked like Bob. He stood in a short kimono looking at the long red hair, deep lashes, stoking his newly manicured hand over his hairless body. Nancy helped him dress in jeans and go home. Nancy had known that Bob would be unable to appear in public as man after they got through with him, and she had prepared for this. He would stay in her spare room. She had hung a. We were all tired from our long and stressful day, so bedtime couldn't come soon enough. They divested us of all our clothing, then tucked us all into our comfort controlled observation pods, explaining that the rule against masturbation was to insure that we would all be sexually excitable during the day in case anyone wanted to use us in that way. Sleep came quickly.In the morning we were all awakened at 6 am and extracted naked from our pods and herded, just as we were, to the elevators. We. I found where the miners had hammered together an outhouse. I put it back into “production”. About a third of a mile away a small lake supplied my needs for drinking water. Down below the tree line, dead pines were common. I cut, trimmed and dragged several up to the mine where I built a new bunk, a bench and a table. What I didn’t use for carpentry was cut and stacked next to the stove. I sewed up a big canvas bag with a long flap to fill with pine straw as a mattress.Finally I ran out of.