And as a whore, she would doubtless give unimaginative people a good time. Did it really matter if they were ephemerals, immortals who stumbled on her... or fans? It mattered in terms of her vulnerability, but she could take it. Probably. At least she hoped so.“Do you have an answer?” Marv asked.“Oh, yeah. That response sounds good.”“For all of these?”“Are there any that stand out?”Marv gestured at the folio and a few comments were highlighted in yellow. “Wanna have my babies? I’d breed your. Some even took a hand off the wheel to simulate masturbation. These women had me under control, open for exhibition, and a subject of amusement. A perfect world for me!My captors were getting more daring, until eventually My Lady said it was time for a break. She pulled off the road into a rest area, almost exclusively populated with trucks and their drivers. Maybe five or six to begin with. These rest areas usually have toilet facilities, and pulling up beside the toilet block, My Lady. "Oh you got a letter from the school," she said grabbing her bag andtaking an envelope out she handed it to me. I opened it. "It's just confirmation of my job and an invite to an openday a couple of weeks before term starts," I said returning the letter tothe envelope."So you're still taking the job then?" she asked."Yeah why wouldn't I," I said although there was something not soconvincing in the tone of my voice."So how long do you plan to keep this up?" she asked."As long as I need to, till. I just hope that my new body is a hard-bodied young female with a halo of fluffy blonde hair and a face like an angel, with a nice set of tits. What are you going to do, when it's your turn?" Good fucking question. I don't know. I've always led a - shall I say, celibate life. I preferred the joy of having life or death power over someone; rather than the momentary thrust and bump of fucking. While my cohorts in whatever the venture of the moment was, were celebrating by spending their hard.