At some point a customerat the bar bought me a drink and, while I stood alongside him with hishand exploring me, I made myself slow down as I drank it... That unbiddenstiffness inside my chastity cage persisted. I decided to try talking toAlana. Surely, if she intervened, I could get out of at least theremainder of my payback to Mary.When I got to her table I was shocked to see Brad's hand on her thigh,his fingers under the hem of her brief dress. She leaned toward him andthey shared an. That’s the way my mom always answers the door when it’s someone she doesn’t know.The man smiled slightly and said, “I assure you we’re not salesmen. Are you Miss Jean Cooper?”“That’s me all right.”“We would like a few minutes of your time to talk to you about a file you uploaded to the Web yesterday at your local branch library if that’s convenient?” My heart leaped in my chest. They were the Confederacy. They just had to be. I was going to play it cool, though, and act like I expected them. I think about my father and my brotherZach. I think about the country, all the men watching, all the boys whowill have to go through what we are going through. Is there a way toclose down The Games for good? I want to find out."Let's get out of here," I say.Chapter 61ZAHCH'S EYES ARE FILLED WITH fear and desperation. The captain'squestion hangs in the air like a sword about to drop.I'm his father, and I've been given a choice. Breeder or sissy? My son,my youngest son, is about to lose his. He pushes his pants off of his hips. His underwear follows. Freeing his cock. He hasn’t shaved his pubes for several days now. Leaving his groin prickly, like sand paper against her tender skin. Her cunny is tight but thoroughly lubricated. He slides his length into her with a steady, almost aggressive movement. She moans and bights his shoulder where she had managed to get his coat collar open enough to find bare skin. “Weren’t you wearing panties?”She lets his shoulder go and giggles.