Sarawut and Sudarat felt very proud when their daughter, Banjit Watt (this is what she now wanted to be called) went off in uniform to catch the fligh... to Bangkok.After her six months training she was assigned to a Bangkok unit where she quickly became top recruit. Her guile and knowledge of the underworld helped her in her success, she worked well and made lance-corporal by the time she was twenty, by twenty-two she was corporal and sergeant by twenty-five. She worked hard and played hard,. He told the crowd then that the ritual would be completed at precisely 10:08 this morning, at the exact time the solstice started and that until then, for another hour and a half roughly they were to pay homage to those sacrificed, to partake in the final fucking of the chosen and to give their seed to the winning slut, the ultimate sacrifice to the goddess. He then held up a hand carved plaque with the name Jana carved into it. It would be placed deep in the woods with all the other plaques. She had short red hair, mostly because of her mother’s choice, as she could always find her youngest in the trees or mud, her clothes and hair a total mess. Blanche, Megan and Chrissy almost always wore denim dungarees, a blouse, leather boots and cowboy hats. Clair most of the time would be wearing skirts or hot pants with t-shirts, still with leather boots and cowboy hats like her family.Now, Blanche’s ranch wasn’t a place where you normally would raise a couple of hot blooded, spirited girls. Five of the women turned to me and smiled as they glanced at each other before saying hello. Only one girl sat still and she was the only one that mattered. Janet made introductions and I nodded to each of them in turn. Their names simply faded away like early morning mist for my attention was on the curly shoulder-length chestnut haired figure who sat in the middle of the three to my left with the others on the opposite side of the table.Janet had left her introduction till last and I had no.