" When he shook his head with a snicker, she shrugged. "Hey, man, at least it passes the time, right?" Sure, I suppose."She added the pucture to her t...xt writing in, "OMG, the chairs, theyr goin at it, man. WTF?" I think there are better ways to pass the time, though." Jesse hit "send" when she heard Austin talk, glancing up at him. "What?"Jesse hardly had a moment to comprehend the situation. There was much noise and movement, the chairs knocked over and her phone dropping out of her hand to. "Better?" Yeah. Better. Except it, like, really itches."I fished the tube of anesthetic goo out of the first aid kit and held it up for her. "If you rub this in yourself, I can get to work on the rest of them sooner. They have to be burning and itching pretty bad, too." Yeah. Um, Dad? I guess it's okay if you see my other tattoo."She turned before I could reply. She hadn't completely shaved. She'd left a coppery postage-stamp-sized patch at the top of her crease. It was notched in one corner,. I tried to pummel him, to use my balled up fists to hit him, but he took one blow to his chest, and used it to grab my wrist, and yank my hand over my head. I was shocked at how strong he was, for being so thin! I grunted and grimaced as I struggled, my feet kicking at mid-air, all the while his cock was rubbing at my petals, and my body was reacting. My nipples were somehow even more sensitive, and more and more, the jostling of them against the satin material holding them made me feel more. Of the chaos, the disease, of burning birds falling onto cities, of screams and filth and hate. And of how the leaders fought a brilliant campaign to win, and how they should be thankful to live in such a peaceful and happy time. And after each elder had spoken, they would be made to stand, one by one in a vast hall of two thousand children, and say how happy and grateful they were. Leoni could not understand why, if the elders could remember the horrors of the pre-revolution, her parents could.