Wow I just love the idea ofbeing forced to stay in the playpen, with a lock and chain, and having towatch baby tapes, while all dressed up as a baby g...rl. I really wanted torecreate something like that part of the story for myself. Somehow beingforced to stay in a playpen all dressed up as a little bay girl.It was about a month later when I was almost finished preparing to createmy little version of that story. I only had a few more things to get doneor do, and I would be all set to try my plan. Truth be told, I had a serious case of unrequited love for the woman. The only thing that had prevented me from acting on that desire was consideration of Tonya's feelings.Carol's chronological age was forty-eight, but thanks to the rejuvimatrix, her physical age was more like twenty-eight. Carol was a tall and robust woman, just like her daughter, and she carried herself with the same natural grace. She had auburn hair and smoky grey eyes; she was attractive, but no raving beauty. She was more. ??Excellent,? said Mr. White. ?We can have them on a plane to Bogota by the end of the week, if you want.??That sounds like a very good idea,? agreed Mr. Lopez.?Mm-mm-hum,? said Katija, her voice muffled by the ballgag.?Hah, right, we can?t forget about our model here now, can we?? asked Mr. White, rhetorically. ?Alright, I?ve think we?ve tied you up long enough, eh??Katija turned around, indicating she wanted the handcuffs removed from her wrists first. They were very tight, and she was. Those of us who wasn't killed or wounded were rounded up. The men chained, were lead away to spent their lives working in the mines or chained to the oars, and the women were put into groups, the old ones were either ship off for cheap labor or killed, and the young women and young boys were taken for sale in Rome as slaves. I was in the latter group.We were first taken to the ships, then we were sent to unknown lands. When our ship landed I and the others were taken out still chained by the.