- Open the larger red package and wear what’s inside it tonight.- After finishing the second bid item, return to your room and put on the items from...the blue box. Don’t open it until then.- Remember your servant role when serving dinner.- Only let them call you Slut or Mamma Slut tonight.- Fulfill the top three bids on your website.Beth went to her door. Outside were two packages like ‘They’ had indicated. One was wrapped in red shiny Christmas paper with a velvet green ribbon. The smaller one. “Sounds like,” said Abby.Her order taken, all of a sudden she had something to talk to her husband about. He could do it. He was good with computers. Maybe he could get a bonus too.Sam had always been good in high school, not straight “A’s” but close. And she knew he’d taken some kind of Army test too. She, they, had his transcripts. She’d be getting them out and looking to see if maybe she could make a case to him to join the Army.It was 7:00 a.m. I could see she was wanting to tell me. Usane kaha, “Ab mujhase aur saha nahin ja raha, jaldi se meri choot mein apana lund daal do!”Aur yeh kahate hue woh bistar par let gayi aur apane pair faila diye. Uski choot ko dekh kar main uske oopar aa gaya aur usane apane haathon se mera lund apni choot par rakh liya. Fir main apana lund uski choot par thodi der ragadata raha.Aur jab mai ragad raha tha to woh aise tarap rahi thi jaise bin pani machli. Phir achaanak hi uski choot mein ghusa diya jisse woh chikh uthi. Mera abhi aadha lund hi. Surely you can see that.’ They smiled at each other briefly. Then Morag sent the servants off to resume their duties. She’d thought of telling them all to flee, but flee to what? The Vikings might be cruel masters, but even they needed their meals cooked and clothes mended. Fleeing into the wilderness would mean a slow death by starvation for those that did so, especially as the fields had almost been picked clean for the king’s army. ‘Perhaps…’ suggested Winnifred, ‘perhaps a brave knight will.